Have you ever been in a stalemate with the head of the mob? Me neither, until Sebastian Romano waltzed into my life. I probably should have held my tongue that first night, but I’m used to alpha males and Sebastian is nothing I can’t handle. He runs this city and gets everything he wants, but I would rather die than give him my art gallery. But when Sebastian starts poking into my private life, that’s one line too far. So how come when my world is imploding—again—Sebastian is all I want to cling to? And why do I feel safest with the deadliest man in town?