The Mafia Boss Followed His Plus Size Maid at Night-What She Did With Her Pay Left Him Speechless

outside carrying her familiar canvas bag. Waiting beside the curb was the same black sedan, and Vincent stood beside it, holding two warm takeout boxes.

He smiled gently. “You skipped dinner again.”

Emma laughed, slightly embarrassed. “I got busy.”

He opened the passenger door. “Then let’s eat on the way home.”

She climbed into the car. As the city lights continue reading …