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

It was thick, sealed with unmarked wax, and heavy in a way that made her stomach tighten before she even opened it. She tore it open beneath the flickering fluorescent lights of the employee break room.

Inside were fifty crisp hundred-dollar bills.

Five thousand dollars.

Her breath caught.

It was more than she made in two months of brutal double shifts.continue reading …