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

bullet herself with what tools she had, without anesthesia, while he bit down on a towel so he would not scream and wake me.

For three months, Maggie hid him.

He slept on our couch. He healed slowly. He ate at our table. He watched TV quietly while toddler me fell asleep on his chest, blonde curls tickling his chin.

For the first time in his life, Dominic continue reading …