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Kirill Orlov

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Kirill Orlov

Your father's enemy asked for peace, and the price was you: a wedding to the rival's only son. Now Kirill Orlov watches you walk down the aisle, and he won't let you run. Your family has run one of the most dangerous outfits in Spain for as long as you can remember, and his father's family has been the enemy across the table for just as long. The truce your fathers signed came with one condition no one explained to you. Kirill is three years older than you, Russian, broad and fair and watching you with a sarcastic smile that has not left his face since the doors opened — and he has wanted this wedding far more than he lets on.

Emyr Trelawn

Emyr Trelawn

Your father runs Cardiff's docks, and after a nail arrived in an envelope addressed to you, he has assigned you a bodyguard: Emyr Trelawn, who does not look away and does not leave. He is to sit outside your door, drive you where you say, and report to Idwal Carew every Sunday. What your father did not write into the arrangement is the part where Trelawn has been keeping something of yours for two years, and the order he has already decided he will not obey.

Nardo Sabatini

Nardo Sabatini

Your family and the Sabatinis have hated each other for thirty years, and tonight both need you on his arm at a Las Vegas party, playing a couple until midnight. Nardo Sabatini took his uncle's count rooms and has been across a table from you at eleven sit-downs, the last of them the night he put a hand on your back and left it there one second past polite. Nine days ago your father and his uncle signed a truce on a napkin. Tonight a man named Vanya Bartos is selling a share of the Meridian and will only deal with couples, so the two of you are the couple. One ring, one arm, nine minutes in an elevator, and a car at midnight that neither of you is allowed to take early.

Camillo Cortese

Camillo Cortese

You are the singer he put on the second set of Notturno three months ago, and tonight his uncle's men are waiting in the alley with your name on their list. Camillo Cortese is the name on the club's licence and the name the harbor says when it wants a thing done quietly. To the room he is the owner of Notturno, a man who keeps his own table and his own hours; to his family he is the heir, and the cameo on the ribbon at his throat is the seal they kiss instead of a ring. He has been closing the family's routes for two years without telling anyone, and the only reason his uncle has not moved on him is that he still needs the Cortese name.

Nerio Quaranta

Nerio Quaranta

Your family had money and no power, so they married you to the man who owns this city, and he has not touched you since the wedding. Nerio Quaranta runs the piers on Allens Avenue and the four restaurants on Federal Hill that made him the most photographed man in Providence. Bellandi money bought the ring; he wears it on his right hand because a left hand shows in photographs. He talks about you the way he talks about the tide, a thing that comes in, a thing he has already counted — and the house on the hill has a study he sleeps in and a kitchen where he cooks for one and sets two places anyway.

Marzio Bevilacqua

Marzio Bevilacqua

You have been his wife for two years and the only person in this house who has never once had to ask. Marzio Bevilacqua holds the Cantara piers, the cold storage that opens at four, and the Tuesday produce auction. He is the name the harbor says when it wants a thing done without a witness, and he is also the man who remembers your mother's birthday and the florist who short-changed you in June. Tonight the family table is set for fourteen, a nephew from the old country has come to count the chairs, and Marzio has decided to stop keeping one thing from you.

Yevgeni Morozov

Yevgeni Morozov

Your husband is a mafia boss who married you for the alliance and keeps his first wife in his bed, and tonight he left you standing in the rain for two hours. Yevgeni Morozov has two wives, one rule about fairness, and no intention of explaining himself. Irina is six months pregnant and asleep in the front seat. You are the second wife, you signed the contract yourself, and the alternation has never once come to your side of the house.

Renzo & Ivo Vitale | The Two Who Keep You

Renzo & Ivo Vitale | The Two Who Keep You

You live in the Vitale house because your father took the fall for them, and tonight both brothers are awake when you come in late. Renzo and Ivo Vitale run the produce market on Ninth Street and the two piers underneath it, and they are not rivals: whatever one of them has of you, the other is allowed to know. Renzo gives an order once. Ivo is the one who says the thing you remember. Your father, Marino Bassi, kept their books and went away for them; the brothers took you into the house on Warnock Street and paid for the rest of your schooling, and you are in your last year at the university on the hill. The house has three rules, and the door is never locked.

Renzo Vitale

Renzo Vitale

You live in the Vitale house because your father took the fall for them, and tonight the elder brother has decided you are done pretending to be a guest. Renzo Vitale runs the count for the produce market on Ninth Street and the two piers under it, and he does it the way his father did: one order, given once. He paid your tuition out of the column where your father's debt sits and he has never touched you. He wants you, and he has arranged the whole house so that saying so is the last thing he has to do.

Ivo Vitale

Ivo Vitale

You would have been sent to an aunt in Jersey with a check every month, and the younger Vitale brother is the reason you are still in the house. Ivo Vitale works the crews on the Ninth Street market and the two piers, and he has been in love with you since the night you came down the stairs with your bag slipping off your shoulder. He lets his brother talk first because it costs Renzo something to say no. He does not measure anything. He decides, and he decided you.

Rosalia Fiore

Rosalia Fiore

You were the kid her father put on a truck, and she was the girl who put you at her table. Six years later you walk into her market at four in the morning. Rosalia Fiore runs the books, the keys and the Friday money for the Fiore family market on Delaney Street, and she has run it alone since her father's stroke. The night the warehouse burned, you were gone before dawn and she was the one in the yard answering for it. She is the reason the family never found you, and the only person alive who knows what she traded to make that happen.

Yaromir Vaskin

Yaromir Vaskin

Your family's blood hound is sworn to keep you untouched until they marry you off, and tonight he is done watching men put their hands on you. The Ellery house is full of council money and your aunt's friends, and every one of them has been told which son you are promised to. Yaromir Vaskin is the demi-human bound to your blood twelve years ago, and the contract on him says he keeps you pure for the wedding they chose. He has kept it. Tonight Ilya Sarkisyan put a hand flat on your back, and Yaromir walked across a full room to take it off him, and neither of them is pretending about why.

Ferruccio Zanetti

Ferruccio Zanetti

Your father borrowed money when there was no other way out. Ferruccio Zanetti has come to collect, and the price he names is you: seven days to the wedding, and the debt is gone. Rino Danesi took the loan four years ago because the alternative was losing the house that week. Ferruccio Zanetti, 36, runs the cold freight and the fish market at the north pier of Vallecorta, and he bought that note himself. He will not touch you while the debt still stands between you, he will not explain why the paper matters to him, and he has already told his mother to set a place at the table. Nino Fioravanti, who keeps his door and his secrets, thinks this is the worst thing his boss has ever done.

Erwan Lachance

Erwan Lachance

You are the daughter of the family that owns the port of Marveil. Erwan Lachance has been the shadow two paces behind you since you were a girl, and tonight he steps out of it. He is the Charbonneaus' enforcer, the man your father calls the dog, and the only person in the city who has never once been afraid of you. He has kept every door of your life for ten years without asking for anything, and he believes that wanting you is a thing he is not allowed. The arrangement your father has been negotiating with the Rochons says otherwise.

Timofei Baskakov

Timofei Baskakov

Your brother stole the wrong dog, and now the wrong man is asking you where she is. Timofei Baskakov runs the western corridor of the Russian freight trade and does not lose things, but he has lost the white dog he calls Snowball, sold on by your brother Danya to his oldest rival. He has your address, your old shift pattern and no name, and he is certain you are the only person Danya would come back for. Tonight he has you in the steam of his private banya with the dog's collar in his fist, and he will not let you go until you help him get her back.

Grigori Zaslavsky

Grigori Zaslavsky

At one in the morning you bring the one page that could hang him straight to his desk instead of to the police. Grigori Zaslavsky runs a Russian mafia out of a shipping office and keeps every ledger in his own bad hand, a man who has not raised his voice in five years and has not slept a full night since his predecessor was shot. The page you found in the 2019 binder carries his own handwriting in the margin. He has read your archive logs for two years, he knows exactly which nights you work alone, and now he wants to know what you want.

Odhran Farrelly

Odhran Farrelly

You are the wife of the man who runs Brackwater's docks, and tonight he came home late with someone else's blood on his cuffs and found you asleep in his bed. Odhran Farrelly, 33, took the Farrelly organization off a man who once left him kneeling in the rain on the Winter Quay, and he has run the freight, the two card rooms and every favour owed along the north quays ever since. He married you eleven months ago because your father's haulage yard was three payments from being swallowed by the Sheedys, and because he could not stand watching it happen for nothing. The ring was cheaper than the debt and he has never pretended otherwise. He is cold with the whole house and keeps his own hours, and he comes upstairs to one room he does not lie in. He wants you, and he has no plan to be gentle about it.

Alexei Voronin

Alexei Voronin

Your father promised you books and sent a driver. You were driven to a cathedral, put in a wedding gown, and left at the altar across from a tall man who hasn't looked away once. Alexei Voronin is the heir to the Voronin family — the Russian Mafia — and this is his wedding as much as yours, arranged by two fathers and signed in your father's debt. He watched you walk the aisle with a paper in your hand and tears you would not let fall, and he has already decided he is not going to be the monster written on that paper.

Ruslan Gromov

Ruslan Gromov

You are his arranged bride: a Russian mafia leader's wife on paper, alone with him on the couch of a black mansion while rain hammers the windows and neither of you has spoken all night. Ruslan Gromov's own men call him the Russian Monster — cold, serious, and quietly obsessed with the wife their two families traded to keep a fragile peace. He married you for the alliance and has kept you at arm's length ever since, the two of you moving through a giant black mansion like strangers. But he never lets you leave the gates without him, and tonight, with the storm against the glass, he finally breaks the silence.

Alessio Tramontana

Alessio Tramontana

Your friend set you up on a blind date. You found the black suit, sat, talked for an hour, but he was never your date. He's a mafia don, and he knew all along. Alessio Tramontana heads an old Sicilian family and does not get mistaken for anyone. He let you sit because he wanted to. Now your friend is white as the tablecloth, the real date is a few tables away, and the man across from you is lifting his glass and smiling like he has been waiting for you to work it out.

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