She took a bullet for the mafia boss’s twins—but in that moment, he finally saw the truth about the woman who had been living in his house all along

twins. Difficult. Their mother died two years ago. Their father requires peace.”

“Who is their father?”

Sterling’s eyes sharpened.

“Davis Calveti.”

Clara had heard that name.

Everyone in Chicago had.

It lived in news whispers about construction, unions, missing witnesses, and men who smiled beside politicians.

She looked at the contract again.

It was thick continue reading …