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

light.

Sudden brightness would only make it worse.

She crossed the room slowly and lowered herself to the floor outside the narrow gap. She did not reach in. She did not try to drag Mia out.

She simply sat.

“It’s a loud one tonight,” Willow murmured.

“I’m not scared,” Mia lied immediately, voice hitching. “I’m just looking for my slipper.”

“Okay,” Willow continue reading …