THE MAFIA BOSS OPENED THE WRONG DOOR—AND SAW THE ONE WOMAN HE WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO WANT

have.”

“Why didn’t you?”

He pulled back enough to look at me.

“Because I’m not that man anymore, Avery. That man died. I’m the man you love now.”

And I did love him.

Exactly that man.

One year after the wrong door, Dominic proposed.

Of all places, he chose the therapy room.

I thought he wanted a session. He told me to lie on the table.

Confused, I did.

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