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

brought me home.

I think I am both.”

“Then both are welcome.”

Tears shone in her eyes.

“There is one more thing,” she said.

Dante braced himself.

“Another secret?”

This time, her smile held mischief.

The old mischief.

The one he remembered from stolen cookies and blue ribbons.

“The house,” she said.

“What about it?”

“It isn’t yours.”

Dante stared.

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