Frank: Dark Mafia Romance

I was stolen. Ripped from my life, bound, blindfolded, and sold like I was nothing.

Then he bought me.

Frank Brandt. The kind of man whose name is spoken in whispers, whose power is absolute. A man with ice in his veins and fire in his eyes. Powerful, ruthless, sin wrapped in a perfectly tailored suit. He thinks he owns me. That just because he paid for me, I’ll bow.

But he doesn’t know who he’s dealing with.

I wasn’t made to kneel. I wasn’t made to be tamed. If he thinks I’ll break, he’s about to learn, he may hold the chains, but I hold the match. And I’ll burn us both before I let him win.

But the best part? The deeper I sink into his world, the more I realize… the man who owns everything might just need my help to keep his throne.

FRANK

She was supposed to be just another transaction. A body. A possession.

Then she looked at me like I was nothing. Like I wasn’t the man who owned this city.

Grace doesn’t understand who she belongs to now. I don’t beg. I don’t chase. I take. And I always win. She fights me like she has a choice. Like her defiance isn’t the most addictive thing I’ve ever seen.

She swears she won’t break. That she won’t kneel. But I see it, the way her breath catches when I get too close, the way her body betrays her even as she glares at me.

She hates me. I like that. I’ll make her hate me even more.

Because when she finally gives in, when that fire turns into something darker, she won’t just surrender.

She’ll crave it.

And when the world turns against me, when enemies close in and my empire teeters on the edge, she’ll be the one thing standing between me and the fall.

She thinks she can walk away. She can’t.

Because the moment I laid eyes on her, she became mine.

This is the first book of the Dark Syndicate series. Reading order: Frank, Dante, Damon, House of Diamonds, Gates of Hell.