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

job that barely sees you. I care that the first time you asked me for help, you had fingerprints on your throat.”

His jaw tightened.

“So yes, I threatened him. And I’ll keep threatening him until he’s gone. Not because I want leverage. Because you deserve better.”

Selene’s eyes blurred.

“You don’t know me.”

“I know enough.”

“You know nothing.”

“I know you’re continue reading …