To the outside world, I look like royalty-a stunning and spoiled mafia princess with a cold heart and a mind of steel.
The Consigliere's firstborn.
The blood that runs through my veins is not blue but the color of coal and the crown that sits on top of my head is made of painful thorns. For years, I was stripped of my voice and free will until I learned the hardest lesson of all.
No one will save me.
No one at all.
In this tragic tale of heartbreaking betrayals and regrets, no dashing prince will come to save me from torment.
Fairytales are not real.
But he is.
A man with a dead heart and a soul as black as my own, or so I thought.
Sebastian Ambrose Kenton.
The future president of the United States of America is the man responsible for stripping me of all I've ever known and shattering the only dream I reached for.
Freedom.
He started this war inside of me the moment he accepted my father's offer.
I no longer hold the title of Principessa.
But mafia princess or not, I am no one's prey.
Arianna Luna Parisi is my name.
A name his world will never forget.
