“You kissed me like you meant it. Then you disappeared like I meant nothing.”
“I kissed you because I meant everything. That’s why I ran.”
I was raised behind bulletproof windows and diamond lies. A Mafia Princess. The spoiled daughter of New York’s most feared kingpin.
But when war ignited, my father didn't send his soldiers.
He sent him. Dante Valeri—the family's cold-blooded enforcer. A man forged in shadows. My protector. My nightmare. My obsession.
He hated my softness. I hated his control.
We should’ve killed each other.
Instead, we kissed so deeply and desperately—and he touched me like he didn’t care who was watching.
Until the night I found out he murdered my mother.
He vanished without a trace.
Left me shattered, betrayed, ruined.
Three years later, he returns—ruthless as ever, claiming he has proof my father orchestrated it all.
But I’m not that wide-eyed girl anymore.
I don’t need saving.
I want the truth, even if it kills us.

Kiss the assassin

CH-30

**Isabella’s POV**
*“You lied about everything.”*
He steps into the light, eyes darker than I’ve ever seen them—like obsidian steeped in sorrow.
“No,” he says. “Just the part that would make you hate me less.”
The photo in my hands shakes, not from its weight but from what it means. Two women. I...

**Isabella’s POV**

*“You lied about everything.”*

He steps into the light, eyes darker than I’ve ever seen them—like obsidian steeped in sorrow.

“No,” he says. “Just the part that would make you hate me less.”

The photo in my hands shakes, not from its weight but from what it means. Two women. I...

CH- 6