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

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“Why is there a half-dressed woman in my old room?”

“They remodeled,” Julian said calmly. “Your room is at the end of the hall now.”

“And why didn’t anyone tell me the housekeeper was Avery?”

“You didn’t ask for a name.”

Technically true.

Infuriatingly true.

By then I was wrestling a sweatshirt over my head with shaking hands.

“You can turn around now,” continue reading …