Sinful Prince
Our families have been killing each other for generations. Finn O’Shea is the last person I should be meeting in the dark. He was bleeding in my chapel. I should have screamed. Instead, I stayed. I told him that was a lot of blood for one boy. He smiled, like there were worse ways to spend a Tuesday. Now I’m sneaking out to corners of Brooklyn where no one knows my name. Watching him grin at me like he’s already decided I’m worth the war. He broke a man’s jaw for looking at me. I went back the next night. Reckless. Dangerous. He’d burn his empire before letting anyone touch me. God help me — I want him to. My father has already chosen the man I’ll marry. One who wants me silent and obedient. Our families would burn this city if they knew. And someone is starting to find out.