I know only one way to acknowledge the anniversary of my mama's death – by drinking away the memories in a back street bar. But there's nothing like waking up to the news I'm to marry the don of New York's biggest mafia family to induce the hangover from hell.

My husband-to-be is a monster, but marrying him is the only way to save our family. I expect my fiancé to be disinterested in me, and he is. What I don't expect is… his brother.

Cristiano Di Santo is intense, unfairly handsome, and has a tendency to shoot people's hands off if they don't do as he demands. He's also charged with protecting me. If that means crippling any man who looks my way, and carrying me upside down out of parties, his performance is exemplary. If it means not watching me when I shower, and not holding me through my nightmares… not so much.

It takes me just six weeks to realize I'm falling for the wrong brother, and with my wedding day around the corner, my heart isn't all I want to give him.