THEY MOCKED THE MAFIA BOSS FOR MARRYING A HEAVYSET ACCOUNTANT—THEN SHE DESTROYED THE MEN SENT TO KILL HIM

it is to hold a woman who doesn’t feel like a bag of antlers.”

Francesca’s smile froze into something rigid and furious.

Before she could answer, a heavy hand settled on Briana’s waist.

Lucas had appeared from the crowd.

The temperature around them seemed to drop.

“Is there a problem here, ladies?” he asked.

His eyes were flat on Francesca.

“No, Don Castiglione,continue reading …