THEY MOCKED THE MAFIA BOSS FOR MARRYING A HEAVYSET ACCOUNTANT—THEN SHE DESTROYED THE MEN SENT TO KILL HIM

Lucas’s heart with icy hands.

He took the stairs two at a time, slipping on blood.

“Briana!”

He threw open the study door.

The room was destroyed.

Bullet holes riddled the walls.

The display case was shattered.

Glass covered the floor.

And sitting in his heavy leather wingback chair, lit by weak moonlight and the storm beyond the windows, was his wife.

Briana continue reading …