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

Come in.”

Cain.

The name hit me wrong.

It echoed in my head as I followed Julian down the path toward the entrance. My stomach did that awful little drop it does when some part of you knows trouble has already started, even if your brain is still trying to negotiate.

Cain was not exactly a common last name.

And I only knew one Cain.

But it could not be continue reading …