My name is Zoltan Krauss.

I am the most feared mafia don in Eastern Europe. I run a criminal empire spanning four countries. I have rebuilt everything from nothing after the night Don Aldo Ferrante stole my sight at a peace summit and left me for diminished.

He miscalculated.

For seven years I have been patient. Building. Waiting. Engineering a revenge so thorough it would erase the Ferrante name from the earth permanently.

Then she arrived.

Nadia Conti. Graduate student. Personal assistant. The woman who walked into my office smelling like turpentine and paint and performed calm so badly it was almost charming.

I knew she was a spy within the first hour.

What I did not know was whose blood ran in her veins.

What I did not know was that she had painted the last image my eyes ever recorded - the night everything went dark - without either of us knowing it.

What I did not know was that letting her stay would cost more than seven years of revenge ever could.

"I can hear your pulse change when you lie to me. Did you think blindness made me stupid - or just convenient?"

She came to destroy me.

She was Ferrante blood, carrying my enemy's orders and my enemy's secrets directly into my home.

I should have removed her immediately.

I did not.

"Tell me something true."

"I don't want to leave."

I was blind to her sins.

Not because I could not see.

Because I chose her anyway.

And that choice will cost us everything.

BLIND TO HER SINS is a dark mafia revenge romance with a gut-punch ending that will stay with you long after the final page.

Some love stories do not survive the truth. Read it and find out why.