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

Makeup over bruises. Long sleeves over fingerprints. Laughing off winces. Apologizing before anyone could question her. She knew how to walk into an office after a night of violence and become the kind of woman nobody worried about.

But Luca saw through all of it.

She tightened her grip on her laptop.

“I’m fine.”

Luca nodded once, stepping back to give continue reading …