THE WAITRESS’S NECKLACE MADE THE MAFIA GRANDMOTHER COLLAPSE IN TEARS — AND EXPOSED A LOST HEIR EVERYONE THOUGHT WAS DEAD

home. I know what I’m doing.”

She wrapped the makeshift bandage around his arm. Dante watched her face, not the wound.

“You’re shaking.”

“I’m terrified,” Elena admitted.

His thumb brushed a tear from her cheek.

The touch broke every boundary between bodyguard and charge, but sealed inside that vault, the rules outside felt far away.

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