Metamorphosis by Bella Di Corte

When one of New York’s most elusive and dangerous men, Capo Macchiavello, came to me with an arrangement, it was a deal too good for me to refuse. And it wasn’t all about the security it offered me either. There was something about those electric-blue eyes that made me want to jump in, no life preserver.

Stormy emerald waters or clear blue sea—I had no idea what was waiting for me on the other side.

I’d always admired things that had to struggle to become beautiful. My name, Mariposa—the name he gave me—meant butterfly. It might as well have meant a fight for change. Because since meeting Capo, I felt trapped in my cocoon like never before. And on our honeymoon…I wanted to know how it felt to earn my wings and fly.