Released as the follow-up to the wildly successful Mafia Mistress and Mafia Darling, Mafia Madman continues the saga of the Fausto family, a brutal dynasty ruling the Italian criminal underworld. While previous books focused on the "Enforcer" and the "King," this entry throws the spotlight on the most unstable member of the family: Francesco "Frankie" Fausto.
Where other mafia heroes are calculating and cold, Frankie is volatile. He is the "Madman" of the title—a capo who feels too much, kills too quickly, and loves with an obsessive intensity that borders on psychosis.
The heroine, Giulia, is not your typical damsel in distress. She is a woman from a rival family caught in the crossfire of a territorial war. When Frankie takes her as "collateral," he doesn't just want her body; he wants her soul. The dynamic is a classic "captive/captor" trope, but Finelli twists it with psychological depth. Frankie knows he is broken, and Giulia isn't sure she can fix him—or if she even wants to.
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The heavy oak door of the master suite clicked shut, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the silence. Serafina stood by the vanity, her hands trembling as she smoothed the silk of her nightgown. She didn't turn around. She couldn't.
She had heard the stories. They whispered in the ballrooms of Naples that Romeo had cut out a man’s tongue for simply looking at him wrong. They said he was unhinged. A liability. A mad dog on a leash.
She heard his heavy boots on the floorboards. Then, the distinct clink of a belt buckle being unfastened. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a trapped bird seeking escape.
"Serafina," he said. His voice was a low rumble, like distant thunder. It wasn't the growl of a monster, but it wasn't soft, either. It was commanding. Released as the follow-up to the wildly successful
"Sir," she whispered, still facing the wall.
"Romeo," he corrected gently. "Or 'Husband.' Never 'Sir.' And never fear, little wife. You do not need to look at the floor when I am near."
She felt the heat of him before he touched her. He stood behind her, a towering shadow in the mirror. She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for rough hands, for cruelty.
Instead, she felt the ghost of a touch—a calloused finger tracing the line of her jaw. It was reverent. Slow.
"Open your eyes, tesoro," he murmured.
Serafina opened them. In the reflection, she saw him. He was scarred, his face a roadmap of violence, his eyes dark and intense. But the madness she expected to see wasn't directed at her. It was a shield. He looked at her as if she were the only holy thing in a world of sin.
"You think I am a monster," Romeo stated, not a question.
"They say you are mad," she admitted, her voice barely audible.
A ghost of a smile touched his lips—a sad, crooked thing. "I am," he agreed. "I am mad enough to burn the entire world to the ground if a single hair on your head is harmed. They sent you to the wolf's den, Serafina. But they didn't realize the wolf has been waiting for you all his life."
He stepped back, giving her space, the act of a predator trying not to frighten its prey. "Sleep now. I will watch the door. Nothing will touch you tonight." Note: You cannot legally convert a Kindle Unlimited