My ex-boyfriend married my sister—so I showed up at their wedding with the most dangerous mafia boss in the world, changing everything in an instant.

his voice. He didn’t need to.

—Mr. Beltrán… I didn’t know…

“Now you know,” he replied. “Apologize to the lady.”

The man muttered an apology and retreated, nearly stumbling as he left.

Mariana studied the stranger with caution.

—I didn’t need you to defend me.

He barely smiled.

“I didn’t defend her because you couldn’t. I did it because I detest cowards.”

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