"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞." I breathe a laugh through my nose, "𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭." "𝐖𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠," he sits up, "𝐈'𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." ⭑ ⭑ 𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐕 has spent years practicing how to beat her brothers in the race for the Russian mafia head. With two in the way, a marriage betrothal to Liam Arland, and the coronation arriving swiftly, it soon appears clear that her gender unfairly tips the tides against her, only urging her to prove herself. Until one night when a masked man begins to follow her, swooning her with topics she can't remember, thoughts that aren't hers to claim, and she's forced to confront the blankness of her past. 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐒 is the head of the Spanish mafia, keeping his popularity and territory by remaining elusively in the shadows. That is until he sees the fragile girl who'd captured more than just his heart, and he can't help but reach into the darkness he once escaped to pull her out. Ten years later, with nothing but amnesia and shared memories, will their forced proximity mend the wounds of the mafia world, or will all they know be drowned in bloodshed? ↳ SPINOFF TO ENTIRELY YOURS CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE