Grace Sterling's fiancé was supposed to be the future. Instead, he became the past in a single moment of gunfire.
When James Colton dies in a mafia ambush meant for someone else, Grace loses her future and gains a new cage. Vincent Moretti, the aging godfather, publicly claims her as his protected ward. It's supposed to be honor. It's supposed to be safety. But Grace quickly realizes it's a chains made of silk and threats.
She's expected to grieve quietly, stand beautiful at Moretti family events, and ask no questions about the business that killed her fiancé.
Then she meets Marcus Kane.
Marcus is Vincent's oldest son. The silent one. The strategist everyone whispers about when they think no one is listening. While his younger brother Dominic plays the role of heir, Marcus watches from the shadows, seeing everything, controlling more than anyone realizes. He should be dangerous to her. Instead, he becomes the only person in this world who looks at her and sees something other than a grieving widow to be managed.
But Marcus has spent years buried in the family business, moving pieces on a chess board that includes crime lords, corrupt officials, and his own ambitious family. He doesn't do feelings. He doesn't do weakness. He certainly doesn't do love with women he's supposed to protect.
Except Grace isn't looking for protection. She's looking for power.
Using negotiation, psychology, and legal knowledge from her paralegal job, Grace begins to move through the underworld's shadow politics. She becomes essential to family decisions. She learns to read men who kill as easily as breathing. She develops a strategy that puts her at the center of power while keeping her hands clean.
But she can't manipulate her own heart.
Every conversation with Marcus becomes loaded. Every accidental touch burns. Every time he protects her, she wants him more. Every time he pulls away, she understands why he does it and it breaks her anyway.
When Dominic Moretti discovers what's really happening, when federal investigators close in, when the family's enemies decide Grace is the perfect target, everything changes.
Grace must choose between the power she's building, the loyalty demanded by a godfather who raised her from nothing, and the dangerous love she feels for a man who can never truly be hers.
Because in this world, love is leverage. And leverage always gets you killed.

The nightmare was the same one she'd been having for weeks.


Grace was drowning. There was water in her lungs and darkness all around and no one to pull her up. She was sinking and screaming and completely alone.


Then she woke up gasping and Marcus was there.


He was sitting in a chair by her window, just watching. Not sleeping. Just present. Just existing in the same space so that when she had the nightmare, she would know immediately that she wasn't really alone.


"The usual," Grace said, her breathing still ragged. "The drowning."


Marcus moved to her bed without asking permission. He pulled her close and she let him. She rested her head against his chest and listened to his heartbeat like it was proof that he was real. That this was real. That she wasn't actually drowning.


"You have security detail tonight," Grace said.


"I requested to stay in your room. Vincent approved it."


Chapter 37 - The Comfort in Chaos