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

pulling higher on her thigh.

“They never order for you right away. First, they pretend to respect your choices. Then the night goes on, the driver brings the car, the restaurant chooses dessert, and somehow you find yourself being managed.”

“You say that like it has happened before.”

“It has. Different faces. Same disease.”

Silven studied her.

She could continue reading …