NO ONE COULD HANDLE THE MAFIA BOSS’S DAUGHTER—UNTIL A WAITRESS WALKED INTO THE CHAOS AND DID THE IMPOSSIBLE

derailed her fury for half a second.

Her breathing hitched.

A small, ragged hiccup escaped her.

“You’re very loud,” Willow observed, tilting her head. “I bet it takes a lot of energy to be that angry. Are you hungry, or just mad at the world?”

“I’m mad at him!” Mia screamed, pointing a tiny accusing finger at Josiah. “He never listens! He’s always working!continue reading …