“Well, if it isn’t little Ophelia Blake.” 
His voice was dark like poison falling from his perfect mouth. He had tattoos peeking out of his white button-down shirt. 
He looked like sin; that devilish smile could make angels fall to taste it. 
But I was no angel, so began my dance with the devil. 
***
I was born in blood and I never escaped it.
Violence wasn’t just my beginning, it became my inheritance. While other children outgrew their shadows, mine only grew darker. I clawed my way toward something better, but the past isn’t something you outrun.
Especially when it wears the face of Fox Valentine.
He was my first sin, my fiercest bond, the scar I carry not on my skin, but deep in my soul. 
I left him behind to build a life on justice, not blood. 
But when my job demands I bring him down, I’m dragged back into his world—and into his arms.
Now I must walk the knife's edge between duty and desire, between the monster I vowed to defeat and the man I can’t forget.
**Warning**
This is a Dark Mafia Romance Reader Discretion is advised. 

My Savage Valentine 

142. Finally, Peace 

the amount of suspense and details that were included was astounding! the drama kept you on the edge of your seat! I couldn’t put it down!!

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