He’s my headmaster.

The heir to the Greeks.

Forbidden and Taboo.

Rules?

Who follows rules anymore?

Definitely not moi, I killed some stupid white rabbit so now dear Ole pops is forcing me to attend Blackwood Academy for my "Safety" insert eye roll here.

Now I have to compete in these dumb trials. I have no idea what these trials even consist of, but if Costa Argyros and his 5 minions aka his sons have anything to do with it, I won't make it to the first trial, much less the finish line.

I am the heiress to the Murdoch Mafia and the Memento Mori. It's not in my DNA to follow anyone and I sure as hell won't submit to a Greek.

But, what happens if one calls to my soul?

She’s my student.

Heiress to the largest mafia family in the US.

Alluring and Deadly.

I'll do anything to save my brothers, even be headmaster at this God-forsaken school where my enemy's obnoxious ass daughter attends. London is rude, has no filter on that mouth of hers, she has no manners and is downright ruthless.

So why do I crave her like an addict?

There could never be a happy ending for us, I must end her life to ensure my brothers survive the trials. I am Artemis Argyros, heir of the Godfathers of the Night and I vow to end London Murdoch to protect my brothers.

London Has Fallen