A murder she was never supposed to see. One look at Alondra Rosario and Matteo Santoro—young Don, ice in his veins—is already ruined. Her eyes, her mouth, the way she refuses to break… she gets under his skin like nothing else ever has. He wants her in ways that keep him awake at night. Wants her so badly it borders on madness. Then she lets another man touch her. Just to get under his skin. Something in Matteo snaps. He claims her. Hands between her thighs, rough and invasive, dragging over every place she should hate him for touching. She should push him away. Instead she welcomes it. Craves it. Lets him ruin her the way he promised he would. The longer she stays, the harder it is to remember why she wanted to run. But the Santoro family is full of buried secrets—lies about her parents, a betrayal older than she is, and a truth that ties her blood to his. Alondra was taken as a liability. She becomes the one thing Matteo can’t afford to lose.