THE MAFIA BOSS OPENED THE WRONG DOOR—AND SAW THE ONE WOMAN HE WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO WANT

steps. Need makes you say yes first and panic later.

“Mr. Cain,” I said, trying to sound casual as Julian opened the door to a room bigger than my entire apartment. “What’s his first name?”

Julian looked at me.

Then smiled.

“Dominic.”

My heart dropped.

“Dominic Cain. Do you know him?”

My mouth went dry.

For one ridiculous second, I considered faking a fainting continue reading …