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

door was cracked open just slightly.

Josiah stood in the shadows.

He had heard the thunder and come expecting disaster. Screaming. Broken furniture. Security rushing in.

Instead, he saw Willow sitting on the floor, holding his child with a tenderness he had not seen in that house in years.

He watched Mia cling to her.

He saw the absolute trust in his daughter’s continue reading …