Three days after your divorce, you married again. You marry a Mafia Don for one reason: his son needs a mother.
The rules are clear. Separate bedrooms. Separate lives. No feelings. Simple.
Except the little boy falls in love with you first.
Then the Mafia Don starts coming home early.
He remembers what you like. He protects you from your ex. He looks at you like the contract never existed.
You keep telling yourself this marriage is fake.
But when the most dangerous man in New York asks, “What if I want more than a contract?”
What are you supposed to do?
