Being a Valenti can be a godsend…or a curse.

For me, it’s both.

There was a time when I thought I wanted a different life. A life with her. But that changed the day she left—the day she ripped my heart out.

Now I’m a heartless bastard with the tendency to not give a shit.

I live my life like a man with nothing to lose. Reckless, ruthless, callous, and consumed by darkness.

But she’s back, the woman who destroyed me. Only this time she’s one of them—the enemy.

She thinks she can play me, torture me by walking around in our world like she belongs here. But on these streets, I’m a fucking prince. I’ll ruin. I’ll rule. And I’ll start a goddamn war in this city.

Because Layla Moore belongs to no one…but me.