Sinners Anonymous by Somme Sketcher

My fianc?s nephew knows every sin I?ve ever committed. He?s about to become the deepest and darkest of them all. \n\nMy name is Rory Carter and I do bad things. \nThere?s a charred soul under this angelic exterior and sometimes, I wonder if my weekly confessions to the Sinners Anonymous hotline will be enough to heal it. \n\nMarrying the seventy-something head of the Cosa Nostra to save my father is the only good deed I?ve ever done. \nI?m burning and bitter under the fake smile and tight dresses, but I was keeping it together. \nWas. \nUntil my fianc?s nephew turns up to dinner uninvited. \n\nAngelo ?Vicious? Visconti. \nA beautiful monster with cheekbones as sharp as his tongue. \nThey say I shouldn?t be scared of him, because nine years ago, he went straight. \nHe?s barely a Made Man anymore. \nBut I say, he?s the most dangerous Visconti of all. \nIt?s not just because his cold sneer makes my pulse flutter. \nOr the way his syrupy drawl trickles down my spine. \nNo. He holds all of my sins in his big, rough hands. \nAnd the only sins darker than mine are his own. \n\nDARK MAFIA ROMANCE ? FORBIDDEN LOVE ? AGE GAP ? ENEMIES TO LOVERS