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

he asks properly.”

A sound escaped her—half laugh, half sob.

“You think that matters to a man like him?”

Dante looked at the blood on her face.

“He should have thought about that before he came into my house.”

He stepped back into the bedroom and called security.

The answer came quickly.

Jason Santos was downstairs in the east parlor.

He was demanding to see continue reading …