Holy Ruin by Pia Sinclair

He hears sins for a living. She has one she can’t tell anyone. God help them both.

Father Gabriel Delgado wears his collar like armor. Behind it: a mafia prince in hiding a man who took holy vows to cage the monster inside — not to protect himself from women, but to protect women from him. Eight years of cold showers that have done nothing to civilize what’s underneath.

Sera Marin slides into his confessional with a dead husband, a stolen vault code, and enemies closing in fast. She’s not looking for absolution. She’s looking for sanctuary.

She picked the wrong priest.

Because when the men hunting Sera drag danger to Gabriel’s door, the collar comes off — and the man beneath it is no servant of God. He’s the heir to a criminal empire. He speaks the language of violence as fluently as he speaks Latin. And he is completely, catastrophically certain that she belongs to him.

Now Sera is trapped between the secrets that could destroy Miami’s underworld and the possessive, merciless man who will burn down anyone who touches her.

Even if he has to damn himself to keep her.