Blood Always (The Five Families #3) by Jill Ramsower

The first time I met my fiancé, I put him in a chokehold.
I wanted nothing to do with the man whose family tore my life to pieces.

Matteo De Luca was vicious claws sheathed in refinement and class.
He saw my untamed independence as a challenge.
I saw his alluring authority as a threat.

The worst part?
I wanted to experience whatever it was Matteo had to offer, and I hated myself for it.
I wanted to launch myself at him.
To kiss him.
To kill him.
To end the debilitating torture of the unknown.

The moment our paths collided, our lives were altered irrevocably.
Taking us from enemies allied by a strategic marriage to something dark and consuming.
Something that tasted like obsession.