She Hid in the Mafia Boss’s Closet. At Dawn, He Learned She Had Been There Before.

been clumsy, had provoked, had misunderstood.

He had heard those lies from strangers, from mistresses, from wives of men he did business with.

And once, long ago, from his sister Elena.

The memory rose before he could stop it: **Elena at nineteen, standing in the pantry with a split lip and a smile that begged him not to notice.**

Dante forced the memory continue reading …