About the book
Made Men carried their scars as testament to their bravery—and there was no braver man than Luca. That was incredible.” Luca smirked, his eyes dominant and pleased. “It was. Luca had pulled a knife and was staring down at the blade, his chest and shoulders heaving, his face a mask of acute agony. Finally, the man got out with his hands raised above his head and Orfeo was on him at once, twisting his arms behind his back.