Eyes of Stone by Lux Miller

The night Luca Barresi stormed into my life, everything changed. The crowned prince of the Mafia’s New Orleans empire rained hellfire down on the jazz club I called home. I wanted to feel something for the brooding playboy, but the man’s a monster. Sure, he’s panty-melting hot, but his heart is frozen ice. He murdered my boss in cold blood, then turned on me because I saw too much. When he caught me snooping, he offered me an impossible choice. The sweet freedom of death or the captivity of life in servitude to the mob pretending to be his girlfriend to protect his image. I guess you can figure out which option I chose. I don’t want to be another notch on his bedpost, despite the spark that sizzles between us every time we put on another act of our little game. Part of me knows better than to tempt fate, but part of me is determined to see just how dangerous he can be.