THE WORLD’S BEST SAFECRACKERS FAILED—THEN A POOR MAID OPENED THE MAFIA BOSS’S VAULT IN 58 SECONDS

was huge on her, falling to mid-thigh, smelling of bergamot, tobacco, and him.

She rolled the sleeves and tied the bottom at her waist.

When she walked over to the coffee table, Alexander turned.

His breath hitched.

For a second, the cold, controlled mafia boss looked at her not as an asset, not as a maid, not as a risk.

As a woman.

“Better,” he murmured.continue reading …