Carlo Lambretti betrayed us, so now his debt will be paid in the most brutal way imaginable—with his daughter’s innocence.

Once a little mafia princess, Aemelia Lambretti has fallen far. The raven-haired beauty shows up unexpectedly, waitressing at our sister’s wedding. At first, we think it’s a trap—a spy sent by her family or, worse, an assassin with vengeance in her veins. But she’s clueless about the blood spilled between our families, unaware of how her father’s betrayal led to our brother’s death.

We let her go, planning to discover more about her when the wedding is over. But someone else is watching her.

When we find out she's being auctioned by a rival mafia—her innocence for sale to the highest bidder—we don’t hesitate. We don’t save her out of mercy. We do it for revenge. Her father may be in hiding, but his sins demand justice.

Aemelia becomes a pawn in a war she doesn’t understand.

She’s young—too young for men like us, hardened by war, betrayal, and loss. Where she sees hope, we see only darkness. But she doesn’t shrink from the shadows within us.

With his cold, calculating control, Luca wants to crush her defiance. Fueled by fire and chaos, Alexis wants to tease her to see if she bends or breaks. And me? I, Antonio Venturi, admire how she takes every punishment with her chin high and eyes blazing, daring us to push her further.

We want to make her father regret what he did, but instead, she unravels us. With every soft gasp, every whispered plea, she chips away at the walls we swore would never crumble.

But light can’t survive in the mafia underworld for long, where love is a fatal weakness, trust is a gamble, and redemption is impossible.

When our enemies close in, and Aemelia is caught in the crossfire, can we protect the woman we were never meant to want?

We might own her body, but her soul? That might be our downfall.