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One night, a fight gets out of hand and the sisters are forced to go on the run, only to get caught in an even worse nightmare when their truck breaks down in a small town. Events spiral out of control and a chance encounter with the wrong people leaves them in a horrific and desperate situation.

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Haven Antonelli and Carmine DeMarco grew up under vastly different circumstances. Haven, a second-generation slave, was isolated in the middle of the desert, her days full of hard work and terrifying abuse.

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Carmine, born into a wealthy Mafia family, lived a life of privilege and excess. Now, a twist of fate causes their worlds to collide. Entangled in a web of secrets and lies, they learn that while different on the surface, they have more in common than anyone would think. You ran away because you thought they were going to kill you. What kind of choice is that? What would he do, kill her? I can use someone to cook and clean. I think this is illegal. Haven flinched at the loud thump and startled cry, tears stinging her eyes when she realized Michael was hurting her mama.

DeMarco sighed. Stay here and die. He gave a slight shake of the head. DeMarco led her out of the basement. Although her legs were weak and she felt dizzy, Haven refused to move an inch as he disappeared inside the house. The sky glowed bright orange as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting distorted shadows along the ground in front of her.

She scanned what she could see of the property, searching for some sign of her mama. She wanted to call out to her, to find her.

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She wanted to ask what she was supposed to do. But her mama never appeared. The sun disappeared, and out of the darkness came Dr. DeMarco again. The harsh stench of fresh leather in the confined space made her feel like a weight was pressing on her chest. She had trouble breathing, struggling to stay calm when he climbed in beside her. DeMarco frowned as he reached into the backseat for his bag.

He pulled out another needle and stuck her without a word. Blackness came again. The small road cut through the dense forest, the painted lines so faded it appeared made for one car. A new highway diverted traffic from the area, so the only people who navigated there were locals and those who lost their way.

Haven lay slumped over in the passenger seat of a car, woozy as she watched the trees whipping past in the darkness. She turned from the window, fighting sickness. Her eyes found the clock on the dashboard, the numbers glowing a quarter after twelve. DeMarco said, noticing her movement.

It was her first time even being near a plane. DeMarco said. I expect your loyalty, and if you betray my trust in any way, there will be consequences.

I have two sons, ages seventeen and eighteen. Studying him, she noticed the plain gold band gleaming under the moonlight on his left hand. Their mama? His posture stiffened and his jaw clenched as he stared straight ahead, his foot pressing harder on the gas pedal. He gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned as white as bone, conversation ceasing.

So much for speaking freely. The car turned off the pavement and drove down a bumpy path that cut through the dense trees. They came to a clearing, and Haven gaped at the house that came into sight. The old plantation home stood three stories high, with columns spanning the height of the structure. The white paint was faded, tinting the exterior a dull gray. A large porch wrapped around the first floor, with smaller ones running the lengths of the second and third.

DeMarco parked between a smaller black car and a silver one, and Haven stepped out cautiously, taking in her surroundings. All she could see in the darkness beyond were trees, while a porch light made the gravel faintly visible beneath her feet. DeMarco grabbed his luggage before heading toward the front door, and she limped behind with empty hands, having nothing of her own to carry.

After stepping onto the porch, Dr. DeMarco pressed his finger to a small panel on a rectangular keypad. It beeped before he opened the door. Haven stepped into the house, pausing as he closed the door and punched something into an identical keypad on the inside.

A green light flashed as a lock clicked into place, the door automatically securing itself. DeMarco explained.

You need a code or fingerprint authorization to get in or out. DeMarco gazed at her. A fireplace was tucked in the back beside a piano, the wooden floor shining from the glow of the moon streaming through the large windows.

To the left was a kitchen filled with stainless-steel appliances, an island in the center with pots and pans hanging above it. The dining room behind that had the longest table Haven had ever seen, big enough to accommodate fourteen. She wondered how often all those seats were taken, unable to imagine cooking for that many people. To the right were a bathroom and a laundry room, as well as an office tucked underneath the staircase.

The second floor belonged to Dr. DeMarco—a bedroom and a bathroom, along with another office and a spare room. They continued up to the third floor, the stairs ending in a large open space. A window lined the back wall, in front of it stood a table with two plush gray chairs. The other three walls held doors leading to bedrooms, but the area itself was packed full of bookcases. Hundreds of dusty books lined the shelves. Haven stared in shock, having never dreamed of seeing so many before.

A door opened nearby and a boy stepped out from one of the bedrooms. He was tall and lanky, with shaggy brown hair. DeMarco turned to him. His laughter echoed through the room.

Just call me Dom. DeMarco led her across the library, striding past the middle door without a word and stopping at the last. Go in. The furniture, the curtains, and the carpet were all plain, everything a dull white with dustings of wood. Most of the house held the same effect, the walls empty and rooms uncluttered. There were no pictures and no knick-knacks, nothing to hold any sentimental value.

Nothing to give her any idea of what type of people she was dealing with. She still stood just inside the doorway when Dr. DeMarco returned with a pile of clothes. This is your home now, too. She had lived with the Antonellis her entire life and never heard it referred to as home.

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DeMarco walked away but stopped after a few steps. Her nights in Blackburn had been spent in the stables, in a back stall on a worn-down mattress with some of the springs exposed. She preferred not to use them, because they were itchy on her skin, nothing like the material against her fingertips now. After stripping out of her old clothes, Haven went into the connecting bathroom. A large tub sat in the corner with a long counter and a sink across from it, a rectangular mirror on the wall above the sink.

Hesitantly, Haven surveyed her reflection, her sunken cheeks and the cuts covering her face. A bruise ran along the right side of her jaw while blood caked her hairline from a gash in her forehead. The bruises faded and sometimes so did the memories, but the scars. She drew a bath and slid into it, hissing as the scalding water came into contact with her skin.

She scrubbed every inch of her body raw as tears pooled in her eyes, overwhelmed and unsure about what would come of her. Nothing came without a price. While Dr. Experience told her one always did. She got out after the water cooled and found a towel in a small cabinet. It smelled like flowers and was soft against her skin as she wrapped it around her body.

Heading back into the bedroom, she grabbed the clothes and slipped on the black flannel pants. They hung limp on her frail form, and she had to roll them up to keep them in place.

She grabbed a white t-shirt and unfolded it, noticing the football on the front. Turning it over, she flinched at the big black number 3 covering the back.

Time passed slowly as sleep evaded Haven. She huddled under the blanket, trying to find comfort, but the stillness was unsettling.

It was too new, too foreign. A prickly sensation crept across her skin as the walls closed in on her, hunger and anxiety taking its toll. In the early morning hours, it got to be too much, and she quietly slipped downstairs. The hallways were dark, but she noticed a subtle glow of light in the kitchen.

Tiptoeing to the doorway, she peeked inside and saw a boy in front of the refrigerator. He was a few inches taller than her, his skin the color of coffee with a lot of extra cream. His gray shirt hugged his chest, the short sleeves shoved up to his shoulders. He drank juice from a glass, unaware of her presence, and Haven took a step back to flee. The movement caught his eye, and he turned in her direction, the drink slipping from his hand when he spotted her.

It hit the floor and shattered, the spray of liquid soaking his pants. Jumping back, he looked down at himself. He bent down at the same moment Haven dove to his feet, their heads colliding. The force knocked him backward, a piece of jagged glass stabbing him when he caught himself on the floor. He cursed again as blood oozed from the small gash and stuck his wounded thumb into his mouth.

She noticed, as she looked at him, a scar running through his right eyebrow, slicing it in half. His gaze lifted, a pair of vibrant green eyes greeting Haven, intense passion swirling in the color that took her breath away. She broke eye contact, her chest tightening as she snatched a towel from the counter to clean up the juice. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pushed the glass into a pile, but she was disrupted when his hand seized her wrist.

She yelped at the zap of static electricity, and he blinked rapidly, just as caught off guard. Haven struggled to breathe as Dr. DeMarco poured a glass of water from the faucet and handed it to her.

She forced the water down and gagged, her stomach more interested in expelling its contents. DeMarco blinked a few times. She scared me. DeMarco pinched the bridge of his nose. Go get ready for school. The sudden movement startled Haven. She recoiled, bracing to be struck.

The boy eyed her strangely. DeMarco turned to her after the boy stormed out. He is usually like this. Carmine is who he is. A strange name for a strange boy. Just rest. Product details File Size: November 25, Sold by: English ASIN: Enabled X-Ray: Book Series. Is this feature helpful? Thank you for your feedback. Share your thoughts with other customers. Write a customer review. Read reviews that mention human trafficking even though vincent demarco must read fall in love well written highly recommend twists and turns modern day edge of my seat fanfiction sempre forever really enjoyed emancipation proclamation cosa nostra bella ragazza looking forward next book sempre redemption carmine declines his godfather.

Top Reviews Most recent Top Reviews. There was a problem filtering reviews right now. Please try again later. Kindle Edition Verified Purchase. I had such high expectations for this novel. Unfortunately, this book was not for me. There is so much teenage angst being thrown around that I could not enjoy the characters. A princess is hidden and becomes a slave that is brutalized only to be saved by the very man that lost his wife due to the secret. Carmine was your typical 16 year old teenager: Haven was broken.

There was no going back. The side characters: Dominic and Nicholas were the only redeemable characters in the book and neither truly have a large part in the story. All in all: I would not recommend. I forcibly made myself finish the story and I skimmed the last half of the book in order to do so. Haven is a victim of human trafficking and Carmine is the son of the man who enslaved her.

They find themselves falling in love against the odds including betrayal, murder, deceit and the world of the Mafia. I enjoyed this book very much.

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I was a little put off in the beginning by the length because I tend to get bored if books are too long but at no point did I ever feel bored with this story.

I found myself thoroughly intrigued and excited to keep reading. Haven and Carmine have such a sweet love and while he had his immature moments it all came from a vulnerable place.