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I’m wrong for her in all the right ways.

Everyone in the city knows who I am: Vincent Citrione, top capo of the most powerful crime family in the city. If you’ve got two brain cells to rub together, you’re scared sh*tless of me.

As for women, I given them the hardest, dirtiest f*ck of their lives before showing them the door. They know better than to expect more.

Commitments? F*ck ‘em.

At least, that was my motto until I caught her snooping in the wrong place at the wrong time. Aubriella. I wanted her to be like all the rest of the girls. I wanted to forget her.

But I can’t forget her lush curves… or the soft moans spilling from her lips.

She thinks she can say no to me and get away with it. She thinks she can walk away after what she’s seen. But one taste and I know she’s going to be mine. I don’t care what it takes.

I get what I want. And I want her.