I'm the one they all fear. The one they whisper about. A faceless ghost.My hands are coated in crimson from the blood of my victims. I've never missed a target, and I always deliver.I'm the Grim Reaper of the Cosa Nostra. Then there's her. The cellist whose music soothes the malignance of my existence.The woman whose innocence tempts me while my blackened heart craves to ruin it. For years I've lurked in the shadows watching her play. Waiting. Anticipating the day I'll come for her.She has no idea that I exist-that I live for the nights she performs for me, and me alone. But she will. Soon she'll realize how important she is to me.She's the nucleus of my obsession…and my next victim. Author's Note: The is a dark romantic suspense that contains scenes and situations that might offend sensitive readers.
