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

my salvation… marry me. Let me heal you too, forever.”

“Yes,” I screamed before he finished.

I nearly knocked him over jumping off the table.

He laughed through his own tears and slid the ring onto my finger.

Perfect fit.

Three months later, we married in the garden of our house.

Small.

Intimate.

White flowers.

Soft lights.

Only people who mattered.

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