SHE PRETENDED TO BE A BAD GIRL TO ESCAPE A BLIND DATE — BUT THE MAFIA BOSS SAW THROUGH HER IN MINUTES

her face first.

Not the dress.

Not the bare skin at her shoulder.

Her face.

Men usually betrayed themselves faster than that.

Lenora stopped beside the table and made sure he saw the cigarette between her fingers.

“You must be Silven.”

“I am.”

He stood. Not too fast. Not lazily. Just enough to pull out her chair and make the gesture look like a choice instead continue reading …