Enemy Kiss by Autumn Reign

Her lover owed a debt. Now she must pay up.
A sultry, blue-eyed angel, born to the mob.
She made a fatal error in trusting her lover.
But I can save her
—if she’s willing to enter enemy territory.
Leave behind the aged scotch, and taste a little of Death’s Door Vodka, baby.
I am what’s best for her.
But which side will her spinning conscience choose?
With the deadline fast approaching…
She must surrender to me.