She spent ten years carving their names into her hate. Tonight she walks down the aisle to one of them. Elena Rossi doesn’t bend. The bomb that killed her parents still hums in her chest—Salvatore blood on every fuse. Now the Russians are at the gate. To stop a war, she’s forced into a marriage alliance with Dominic Salvatore—the cold heir to the empire that destroyed her life. He smells like gun oil and old cologne. She smells like revenge. She’s supposed to be his bride. She plans to be his downfall. One ring. One ledger. One ally gone missing. When the first shot fires, the vows don’t save them— they just decide who dies first. A dark mafia romance filled with obsession, betrayal, and enemies forced into a marriage neither of them will survive unchanged.