Gruco Crime Family

Alex... He won me in a poker game. It wasn't my fiancé's place to bet me, but what do you expect from a man who's being forced to marry you? Imagine my surprise when the man I met at a chance encounter, the same one I later learned was the don of the Italian mafia, is the one who claims me as his prize. As the daughter of a Russian member of the bratva, I'm supposed to be a peace offering for...

I've never been one for rules. Being a soldier for the Gruco Crime Family has done more for me than I can fully express. It's given me purpose, a home, and above all else, an outlet for my more sinister desires. But for as much as the familia gives, the rules they put in place to tame me take away. For years, I've used my position to feed my demons, but they've never been fully satiated. I...

Killing her would be too merciful. That's how I usually handle those who cross me. Being a capo for the most elite crime family in Las Vegas, it doesn't happen often. The little princess/animal right's activist made this fight personal. My casino and our Ring of Fire show are both precious to me. After months of protest, she got the act shut down and my animals taken away. Pets I loved and...

They call me Blade because they don't know my real name. And no one would ever dare to ask. I'm a capo in the Gruco Crime Family and a man who's accustomed to going unchallenged. No one would be stupid enough to go against me… Except for the pickpocket foolish enough to steal from the familia. She's nothing but a thief, a nuisance, but she catches my attention. She's clever, cunning, sexy, and...

It was just a one night stand… I should've known it was a mistake to crawl into the councilman's bed, especially since he clearly believed I was someone else. But I never could've imagined the repercussions. I never could've imagined it'd send the mob after me. They think I know things. They think I need silenced. And I think I need the councilman's help… Even though he's the last person I ever...

I didn't know my boss was a criminal. Well, not for certain. I've been crushing on Anthony Gruco for months, but the idealized version of him I'd conjured in my mind doesn't even resemble the Italian mafia capo I meet the night I break into his restaurant. I'm only there to retrieve the phone I left in my locker, but I hear voices in the next room and am stupid enough to listen. By the time I...