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

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“You were leaking with dignity.”

Despite himself, he laughed.

The sound startled them both.

Then his face broke.

He covered his mouth with one hand and turned toward the wall, but grief, real grief, the kind untouched by pride, rose too quickly.

Elena stepped forward.

Dante shook his head.

“Don’t.”

But she did not stop.

She put her arms around him.

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