Rise of Saint - Sins of Saint Series
It was supposed to be a simple delivery.
Drop off a package at one of the most expensive hotels in New York City.
Get the payment and walk out.
But that's not how it played out.
The package? It didn't come in a box or bag.
It came in a pair of white sneakers and a Lakers shirt.
Me. I was the package.
The name on the delivery papers? Marcello Saint Russo.
Billionaire businessman. Italy's most eligible bachelor. Sociopathic kidnapper.
Did I mention a diabolical douchebag with no regard for personal space?
He does look good in a suit, though.
So, while I'm being whisked off to Italy against my will with a man I know nothing about, I learn that he knows everything about me.
And now that he's found me, he makes it clear that I'm his new shiny toy...
To have and to hold until death do us part.