RUTHLESS SAINT (Desantis Mafia #1) by S. Massery
Release Date: May 18th
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He wasn’t the one I was supposed to marry.
To his family, I’m a strategic move in their war.
To mine, an alliance offers protection against our enemies.
Still, there’s something about him that calls to me.
A dark edge threatens to revive me. His gaze steals my breath.
Even if my heart thinks this could work, my brain knows better.
We say “I do” with his brother’s blood on our clothes,
and the bars of my gilded cage slam closed.
Our wedding vows are forever – ’til death do us part.
But with enemies closing in from all sides, death might be closer than we think.
Trigger Warning: This story does contain a sexual assault scene.
Today started with a wedding.
Mine, to be exact. I had the perfect dress, a lace veil that covered my face, something
borrowed, and something blue. Pearls strangled my neck.
I didn’t picture my life like this.
And I know what you’re thinking. Blah, blah, Amelie. Everyone says that. That’s true to
an extent. Everyone does complain that their lives are miserable and they have no control.
They don’t know real helplessness.
Your every move planned down to the minute.
Where to be, when to speak, what to say.
While dread held my body hostage, my family was eager. They had been awaiting this
day for years. Our house was filled with never-ending talk about the alliances they were forging.
The steps forward we were taking.
Steps forward meant power. Respect.
Power required money—of which we had plenty.
It was the respect part that dear old Dad was always chasing after, and perhaps that’s
why he never was able to fully grasp it.
That, plus one other important factor—respect could seem a lot like fear.
Therein laid the trap: his eldest daughter was a hostage. And not just that…
A bargaining chip.
There was the dress and the veil and the stupid sapphire earrings that made my lobes
ache. The walk down the aisle, toward a man I had done my best to understand. The eldest
DeSantis brother. The one with the most to lose—and the most to gain, depending on the
outcome of our union. We’d been in orbit for a while, and today we were on a collision course.
But my entire world rotated on its axis that day.
My life was planned from my sixteenth birthday onward, like the second hand of a clock.
Onward; drearily, relentlessly forward.
But my wedding?
Instead of a kiss on my lips, it ended with blood splattered across my veil.
And that… well, that’s where our story begins.
About the Author:
S. Massery, AKA Sara, is a dark romance author from Massachusetts. She enjoys twisting, suspenseful tales with dark anti-heroes and sassy heroines.
Her journey started when she was a little girl, dreaming of stories and frantically trying to capture her dreams on paper. She completed her first novel, Something Special, in 2018, and she has been unstoppable ever since.
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