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

” Marianne said.

“Not startled.

Not upset.

There is a difference.”

“I know.”

“Do you?”

Dante’s jaw tightened.

The doctor lowered her voice.

“Men like you often think safety is a locked door and armed guards.

Sometimes it is.

But sometimes safety is having someone believe you without making you pay for it.”

Dante looked back at Maria.

“I believed her.”

“Yes,” Marianne continue reading …