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

to that moment.”

“You can’t just—”

“I can. I did. I’ll do it again.”

“This isn’t your fight.”

“You made it my fight when you called me.”

“I didn’t ask you to—”

“You asked for help. This is what help looks like.”

Selene turned toward the windows, shaking.

“I don’t want to owe you.”

“You don’t.”

“Everyone owes you something. That’s how this works, isn’t it? You’re continue reading …