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

left.”

Silence slammed into the hallway.

Josiah stood frozen.

Chest heaving.

No one had spoken to him like that in his entire life. Men had died for a fraction of that disrespect.

He stared down at Willow.

He expected fear.

All he saw was fierce, unwavering, furious love.

Love for a child who was not even hers.

The rage drained from him so fast he almost swayed.continue reading …