Mafia Daddy's Christmas Bride

He married me to protect the family.
I said yes to stay alive.

Roman Ginetti — La Corona’s most feared enforcer.
Widower. Single dad.
Forty-five to my twenty-five.
Twice my age. Infinitely more dangerous.

Our marriage was supposed to be business.
Watch me. Control me. Kill me if necessary.

Until he catches me with the burner phone on our wedding night.
“Who are you texting, Isabella?”
His voice drops to a lethal whisper as he pins me to the wall—
one hand locking my wrists, the other at my throat.
Not choking. Claiming.

I should be terrified.
Instead, I forget every reason I’m supposed to hate him.

He’s the monster who might have killed my mother.
The man everyone fears.
The father who makes Christmas cookies with his little girl.
And the only person who’s ever made me feel safe.

But this world doesn’t forgive secrets.
Not under the mistletoe.
Not beneath the twinkling lights.
Not when you fall for your captor.

Because this Christmas…
I’m hiding something that will destroy us both.
I’m carrying his baby.

Merry Christmas, Daddy.