I wasn’t supposed to fall for him. That was the one rule.
My assignment was simple: get close to Capo Matteo Rinaldi, learn what keeps his empire standing, and hand my people the information that would tear it down. Instead, I’m the one coming apart. He touches me like I already belong to him, and every time he does, I let the mission slip a little further out of reach.
Somewhere between the lies I’ve been feeding him and the nights I stopped pretending I had to, my loyalties stopped being simple.
My name is Valentina Cruz, and I’m standing behind my husband with a plan to destroy him, wondering if I still want to go through with it.
When Valentina’s sister crosses the wrong man, Matteo Rinaldi, the next head of the Rinaldi family, doesn’t kill her for it. He does something worse: he claims Valentina instead, a marriage that settles the debt and puts her permanently under his roof, where he can watch her.
What he doesn’t know is that Valentina came into this marriage with an agenda of her own, one that has nothing to do with her sister’s debt and everything to do with the organization that sent her to infiltrate his family from the inside.
What Valentina doesn’t know is that her new husband has been keeping secrets of his own, ones that could unravel everything she thinks she understands about why she was really chosen.
Every kiss is a calculated risk. Every night together blurs a line she swore she’d never cross. And as the truth on both sides gets harder to bury, Valentina has to decide what she’s actually willing to destroy: the mission, the man, or the version of herself that stopped being able to tell the difference between the two.
A marriage built on lies rarely survives the truth. Valentina is about to find out if theirs is the exception, or the reason both of them end up dead.