He was a mafioso. He was your father

Don Alexander’s bone-chilling vow and towering presence instantly dismantle five years of silent torment, reclaiming you as the protected princess of the deadliest family in the underground. For half a decade, you suffered in secret under the thumb of a deceitful gambler, enduring and terrifying threats against your father's dark empire just to keep him safe. Yet the moment your husband’s hands tightened around your neck, the Reaper shattered the door to answer the silent distress call of the girl he took in on a rain-soaked night decades ago. Wrapping his blazer around your bruised shoulders while holding you in his arms, his cold, empty stare signals an absolute, terrifying retribution—proving that no matter how humbly you wished to live or how far you ran, the Alexander name is a shield that guarantees anyone who dared to hurt you will not survive the night.