Broken Honor by Nikki Blake

They say sin finds you when your soul is pure.
I was raised to pray, to obey, to stay untouched.
Twenty years in Catholic skirts and whispered Hail Marys—
Never kissed. N
ever defiled.
Never meant to cross paths with a devil in a tailored suit.
But the night Vieri Tavano walked into my café, drenched in blood and silence, my world shattered.
He took me. Not for love. Not for lust.
As collateral.
He swore he wouldn’t touch me…
Not unless I begged him to.
And God help me, I’m starting to.
He’s cold, cruel, carved from shadows—and yet, I see something in his eyes.
Pain. Guilt. A secret hunger he tries to bury beneath all that power.
But there’s more.
A darkness inside him he hides from everyone—even his own blood.
He kills men in the name of justice…
And he’s dragging me deeper into his war.
I should pray for deliverance.
But all I want now is to feel his hands on me…
To burn for a man who could destroy me with a whisper.

This isn’t salvation.
It’s damnation wrapped in silk and gunpowder.
And I’m already falling.