The Girl the Devil Chose : Book 1 - The Devil's Contract: A Forbidden Romance Amid Mafia Wars

This is a story about a contract.

Not the kind you sign with a lawyer present and a notary stamp and three copies filed in a drawer somewhere. The other kind. The kind written in blood and silence and the spaces between words that neither party is brave enough to say out loud.

It's also a story about a debt.

Five million euros. A number that sounds abstract until you realize it's the price of a life. The price of a daughter. The price of a father's last, desperate gamble.

But mostly—it's a story about a lie.

The lie Sebastian Moretti told Evelyn Carter the night he knocked on her door. The lie she told herself when she signed the contract. The lie they both believed, for a while, was easier than the truth.

The truth is always harder.

The truth is that people are not debts. Love is not a transaction. And the devil—no matter how well he dresses, no matter how softly he speaks, no matter how gently he holds your face in his hands—is still the devil.

Until he isn't.

Until you realize the devil is just a boy who watched his mother die and learned the wrong lesson from it.

Until you realize the contract was never about money.

Until you realize he chose you—not because of what you could give him, but because of what you already had.

Something he lost a long time ago.

Something he thought he'd never find again.

Something that, if you're not careful, he'll take from you too.

This is a story about all of that.

Buckle up.

It's going to hurt before it gets better.