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

No debt.”

Selene’s throat closed.

“I don’t know how to do this.”

“You don’t have to know. Just rest.”

When he turned to leave, she whispered his name.

“Luca.”

He looked back.

“Thank you.”

He nodded once and disappeared into another room.

Selene went to the guest room, locked the door out of habit, sat on the bed, and cried until there was nothing left.

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