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NO ONE COULD HANDLE THE MAFIA BOSS’S DAUGHTER—UNTIL A WAITRESS WALKED INTO THE CHAOS AND DID THE IMPOSSIBLE

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its mouth.

A long driveway lined with ancient oak trees led up to a sprawling stone manor bleeding old money and dark secrets. Her cheap sneakers crunched against immaculate gravel as she walked, and every instinct in her body told her she was being watched.

Shadows shifted in the trees.

Security cameras tracked her every step.

By the time she reached continue reading …

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