James Joseph Pulido

I ran from the mob at 18. My dad, the mafia king, couldn't find me. And neither could Angelo, my stepbrother, my father's legally adopted son. When my father suddenly died, Angelo found me and brought me back. Though we were never raised together, Angelo saw me as his innocent responsibility. He insisted I marry for my safety and the empire's stability, and took charge of selecting my future husband. But I wanted Angelo to marry me.