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

Intentionally.

If I heard his footsteps, I vanished.

If he came for coffee, I discovered something urgent in another wing.

It was uncomfortable and ridiculous, but distance felt safer.

Until Thursday night.

I was in the kitchen making a simple dinner because Dominic rarely ate properly when the front door slammed so hard I dropped the knife.

It was not the continue reading …