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

to the bedroom.”

“Mom?” Sophie said.

“Now.”

Ava hesitated, looking between them. Mia took Sophie’s hand. The three disappeared through a narrow doorway, leaving Dante and Elena alone in the small room.

Elena’s knees weakened.

Dante moved instinctively, catching her before she fell. She flinched so violently that he released her at once, though it hurt him continue reading …