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

please. Just say it.”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’re you, and I’m me, and my mother—”

“Forget your mother,” he said.

His hand moved to my face, wiping away tears.

“Forget the rules. The promises. What should or shouldn’t be. Tell me what you want.”

Something inside me broke open.

All the walls.

All the excuses.

All the control.

“You,” I said. “I want continue reading …