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

always lying.”

Selene’s pulse hammered.

“Let go of me.”

Grant stared at her for a long moment.

Then he released her and stepped back.

“Fine. Go.”

She walked into the bedroom and shut the door.

She did not lock it.

Locking it made things worse.

Instead, she sat on the bed and stared at the floor until she could breathe. Her wrist ached. Her ribs ached. Her whole continue reading …