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

“Not for the man. For what it did to the room when I asked.”

Lenora had no answer ready for that.

She looked at the cigarette pack.

“Heart attack. That’s the simple version. People like simple versions.”

“And the harder one?”

She should have refused.

Instead, the whiskey, fatigue, and relentless honesty of him had worn a thin line through her defenses.

“The continue reading …