Wearing Her Face, Claiming His Bed
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I died in the fire that killed my family—then I crawled back wearing a stranger's face to sleep in his bed.** Alastair thinks I'm just another servant who happens to resemble his dead first love. He doesn't know I am that love, surgically reborn to destroy the mafia heir who let my parents burn. Every night he touches me, whispering her name. Every morning I smile like a fool. But when his fiancée—a ruthless Italian heiress—arrives to claim her throne, the game turns lethal. She knows I'm a fraud. He's starting to suspect. And the photograph proving my connection to his family's greatest enemy is about to surface. **Revenge was supposed to be simple. Falling for him again wasn't part of the plan.

















































