A mafia billionaire freezes at a painting he thought depicted a dead woman—until three starving triplets reveal a truth that changes everything

bring your scary men.”

Dante glanced toward the street, where Nico waited two blocks away in a parked car.

“No scary men,” he said.

Ava studied him with Elena’s eyes.

“Tomorrow,” she said.

The next morning, Dante arrived early.

He had spent the night walking through his penthouse like a prisoner awaiting judgment. He imagined Elena alive a thousand different continue reading …