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

spotted her the second she walked in. The smile she arranged was polite, but quick, and did not hide the fact that she had already guessed trouble.

Lenora did not soften her voice.

She did not smooth her hair.

She did not give the shy apology that would have made everything easier.

“I’m here for Silven Marchetti,” she said, dropping the cigarette pack continue reading …