“Did you think, for a minute, I might want to be awake for the proposal?” I ask, fluttering my fingers so the huge princess cut diamond on my hand catches the light.

His eyes go soft and warm. “I couldn’t risk you running again.

There’s a tracking device in there.”

“Tracking device?” I squeak, when I find my voice.

“Oh yes,” he murmurs. “You will not escape me again.”

***

The minute I walked into her bakery I knew Leah was destined to be my wife.

A mafia prince takes what he wants. She doesn’t know who I am, or the depths of my obsession with her. But she will.

This Valentine's day, I will make her mine.