The Mafia Daddy's Hidden Little Heir
(2026)(Book 43 in the Mafia Daddies Ruthless Possession series)
A novel by Jess Winters
I signed the paper. He called himself Daddy. The pen shook in my hand and I still let him braid my hair.
Dante Ricci: thirty-eight, broad-shouldered, cedar and citrus, the man who owns a palazzo and whispers to the city’s darker corners. He watches children like a guardian and watches me like something precious he intends to keep. He moves like a promise and like danger all at once.
He stepped into my fundraiser with a coat and a napkin. He steadied my wrist when tape snapped. He folded me into his study when a woman screamed lies about me in front of parents. He made a safe room with stuffed animals and cocoa. He taught me safe words. He fed me toast. He wrote rules and had Marco set lawyers on a whisper that might ruin my job and my son’s life. He pulled me into his bed and into his protection. I was terrified and ashamed and falling.
But protection has teeth. Elena’s threats turned into a photo on my phone. A hooded figure scraped the gate. My choices narrowed to two dangerous things.
Trust him to guard my smallness—and risk being owned. Or run—and lose everything I’ve built for Luca.
He says he’ll keep me. Will I let him?
Dante Ricci: thirty-eight, broad-shouldered, cedar and citrus, the man who owns a palazzo and whispers to the city’s darker corners. He watches children like a guardian and watches me like something precious he intends to keep. He moves like a promise and like danger all at once.
He stepped into my fundraiser with a coat and a napkin. He steadied my wrist when tape snapped. He folded me into his study when a woman screamed lies about me in front of parents. He made a safe room with stuffed animals and cocoa. He taught me safe words. He fed me toast. He wrote rules and had Marco set lawyers on a whisper that might ruin my job and my son’s life. He pulled me into his bed and into his protection. I was terrified and ashamed and falling.
But protection has teeth. Elena’s threats turned into a photo on my phone. A hooded figure scraped the gate. My choices narrowed to two dangerous things.
Trust him to guard my smallness—and risk being owned. Or run—and lose everything I’ve built for Luca.
He says he’ll keep me. Will I let him?