About the book: year / He's filthy rich. Dangerous. Hot. I am untouched and pure. And I was sent to kill him. I crawl into his bedroom late at night with a knife in my hand. The moonlight reveals the beauty of the mafia king's face, and I doubt. Error. Now he has caught me, and I am at his mercy. He says he will let me go if I beg him to take me... I can't. Partly out of pride, but also... I don't want to leave. I want to be his.