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

brain caught up.

I screamed so loudly I probably startled wildlife three counties away.

I grabbed the nearest pillow and hugged it to my chest.

Dominic spun around so fast he almost hit the doorframe.

“Fuck,” he barked.

Hearing Dominic Cain—the always controlled, always elegant, always dangerous Dominic Cain—curse like that would have been funny if I had continue reading …