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

not been busy dying of embarrassment.

“Uncle Dom!” I yelled.

“Avery?” he shot back, sounding every bit as horrified as I felt. “What are you doing here?”

“I work here! What are you doing in my room?”

“Your room? This is my—”

He stopped.

Then shouted, “Julian!”

Footsteps came quickly down the hallway.

Julian appeared, sounding far too entertained.

“Yes, boss?continue reading …