In Miami, the Reid name is Law. In Sicily, the Moretti name is Blood. Together, they are the Commission.

Between his father's seat in the Mayor's office and his own iron-fisted grip on the streets, Jahseh Reid doesn't just live in the 305-he owns every breath the city takes. He is a kingpin of short tempers and deep Patois, a man who moves in the kind of silence that precedes a storm. He wasn't looking for a distraction, but when a night-shift MRI tech handles his mother with a grace he's never seen, a dark, primal obsession takes root.

Nia Walker is defiance wrapped in scrubs and locs. She's built a life on her own terms-educated, professional, and miles away from the blood-soaked politics of the Reid dynasty. She thinks she's safe in her high-tech world of radiology and scanners. She thinks she knows the man she's coming home to.

She's wrong.

The man Nia calls her boyfriend is just another dealer shorting Jahseh's product-and a coward who thinks he can put hands on a woman without paying the ultimate price.

When the truth shatters Nia's reality, Jahseh doesn't just eliminate the competition. He claims the only thing the dealer has left. But Jahseh isn't coming to save Nia. He's coming to collect his newest, purest possession.

As a shadow war begins to brew on the North Side, Nia is pulled into a world where the diamonds are as heavy as the secrets, and the "Wives of the Commission" rule from golden cages. In this family, a Reid takes what he wants, and a Moretti ensures it stays buried.

Jahseh is coming for her. And in this merger, what they take... they keep forever.