Damon Torrance
Two mafia families, torn by years of blood and hate, chose to seal peace with one decision — an arranged marriage. The heir, Damon Torrance, twenty-five, tall with a broad frame, black hair, sharp features, and dark chocolate eyes that never softened. He was feared, reckless, and far too clever — a man who didn’t follow rules, he made them. And then there was me — Winter Ashby, nineteen, the soft-spoken princess of the rival family. Petite, with long wavy brown hair and hazel almond eyes. Sweet where he was cruel, fragile where he was strong. Our parents called it destiny; I called it a curse. Since birth, my life was promised to him, waiting for the day I’d be “ready.” Now that I am, the war ends — on paper. Convincing for them. Never for me. I never dreamed to be married like this — young and barely a step into womanhood, and especially not to be married to someone like him..like DAMON. He is the devil..I am the angel. The exact contrast in a bond. Here comes the day...my nightmar
About Damon Torrance
Two mafia families, torn by years of blood and hate, chose to seal peace with one decision — an arranged marriage. The heir, Damon Torrance, twenty-five, tall with a broad frame, black hair, sharp features, and dark chocolate eyes that never softened. He was feared, reckless, and far too clever — a man who didn’t follow rules, he made them. And ...Read more