Crimson Night Sins

Men like him don’t rescue. They claim.

Vincenzo
Power is the only language I trust. I learned it behind bars, paid for it in blood, and perfected it in the shadows once I clawed my way free. For years, I built an empire no one could touch—brick by ruthless brick—while obsessing over the one thing I was never meant to have. Sometimes I caught myself tracing her name in my mind over and over, like it’s the only way to keep her close. But she is the weakness I couldn’t outrun.
So…I gave in.
I wear the mask for her. Not to hide, but to remind her I am everywhere. Watching. Waiting. Nowhere to hide.

Amanda
I didn’t survive this world to belong to anyone. I fight for every inch. When the walls finally close in and I’m suffocating under the weight of everything I’ve built, a masked man pulls me from the dark. I don’t know if he saved me…or chained me to his side. The mask hides his face, but I feel him in every breath, every glance, every shadow that moves with me. He sees me—fully.
And that terrifies me more than the danger ever could.
But the underworld doesn’t care about something as fragile as a heart. If we want each other, everything is on the table. His freedom, my empire, the fragile lies keeping us alive, all fractured.
Because wanting him won’t just cost me everything. It will destroy us both — and we choose it anyway.

Crimson Night Sins is a standalone dark mafia romance set in a Boston underworld where power doesn’t disappear—it just changes hands. No cheating. No cliffhangers. Guaranteed HEA. Morally grey, obsessive, and not suitable for everyone.