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THE MAFIA BOSS SAW HER LIMPING IN A BOARDROOM—AND ASKED THE ONE QUESTION HER BOYFRIEND FEARED MOST

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and coming home afraid.

Her desk sat near the windows. She liked looking down at the city, at all those tiny people moving through tiny lives that did not involve rehearsing apologies before opening their front door.

Her computer booted.

Emails flooded in.

At the top of the priority folder sat the Devuse Acquisitions file.

Luca Deero.

Even the name felt continue reading …

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