EVERY WOMAN RAN FROM THE MAFIA BOSS’S LOCKED EAST WING… UNTIL THE NEW MAID LOOKED AT THE BEAST BESIDE HIS BED AND SPOKE ITS REAL NAME

himself free. His skin shone with fever. His pupils were wrong. His breathing came in ragged, shallow pulls like each one had to be fought for.

And beside the bed stood Nero.

He was even larger than rumor. Black coat thick as night. Chest like a battering ram. Jaws slightly open over white teeth. A growl vibrated through the floorboards as Sarah stepped continue reading …