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

strides, grabbed her shoulders, and slammed her against the wall hard enough to knock a picture frame loose. It hit the floor and cracked.

“Tell me the truth.”

“I am.”

His hand moved to her throat.

He squeezed.

Not enough to kill.

Just enough to make her understand he could.

“You think I’m stupid?” he breathed. “You think I don’t see it?”

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