The Don's Runaway Nanny

Elena Marchetti needed a job with a roof and a locked door. She got a contract, a ring, and a man whose hands have ended more lives than she can count. Dante Rinaldi needs a wife before the family votes, and a stranger with no people is the safest kind. He didn't plan on the way she reads to his niece, or the way she looks at him when he comes home with blood on his cuffs. His uncle is watching. Her past is circling. And the marriage neither of them meant is the only thing standing between them and the lake. One year. Separate bedrooms. No feelings. He broke the first rule in three weeks.