Forgive me, Father. I've been naughty.
I'm the image of the perfect mafia princess. Poised. Proper. Devout. But when I'm on my knees, I worship him , not God. And when I close my eyes at night, it's his face I see. In the dark, I hear him whispering my name, praising me, commanding me to do naughty things.
He may be a priest, but he looks more like one of my family's enforcers. The blue-black stubble along his jaw. The way his shirts strain over his muscles. The kind of rugged facial features that would look ugly on a weaker man.
When he looks into my eyes, it's like he sees right through me, straight into my soul. And if we get any closer, I fear that I'll burn in this life, not just the next.
For two years, I've confessed my sins to him. But tonight, I'll do more than confess. If I have to, I'll beg. It's wrong to draw him deeper into my family's world, but I'm going to make him an offer he can't refuse.
Because I'm sick of being a prisoner in my own life, and Father Costa can save me from my family's sins. But I wonder-can he save me from mine?
Publisher's Note: Mafia Priest is a short, steamy, forbidden romance novella with obsessed, over-the-top, and slightly deranged main characters. This book is NOT for readers who are sensitive, devout, or easily offended. But if you're craving an over-the-top alpha male with a past, a feisty virgin who knows what she wants, scorching-hot chemistry, and a guaranteed HEA, then buckle up. You're in for a wild ride.
(Full list of kinks and trigger warnings available in the sample and Look Inside.)
