The Mafia Boss Found A Baby Bottle In My Bag — Then He Told Me My Daughter Was His Brother’s Child
Chapter Six: The Proposition He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he moved around her small living room. Taking in the details of her life with those penetrating eyes….
The Mafia Boss Found A Baby Bottle In My Bag — Then He Told Me My Daughter Was His Brother’s Child
Chapter Seven: The Truth Lily whimpered from her crib. Harper automatically started to rise. Russo beat her to it. Moving with that same surprising grace to check…
The Mafia Boss Found A Baby Bottle In My Bag — Then He Told Me My Daughter Was His Brother’s Child
Chapter Eight: The Mansion The drive took them out of the city. Through increasingly affluent neighborhoods. Until they turned onto a private road that wound through manicured…
The Mafia Boss Found A Baby Bottle In My Bag — Then He Told Me My Daughter Was His Brother’s Child
Chapter Nine: The Dinner She spent the afternoon exploring their quarters. Discovering new luxuries at every turn. The bathroom with its enormous tub and shower. Stocked with…
The Mafia Boss Found A Baby Bottle In My Bag — Then He Told Me My Daughter Was His Brother’s Child
Chapter Ten: The Revelation The room seemed to tilt around her. Eric. The man who could barely commit to dinner plans. Had stolen millions from someone like…
The Mafia Boss Found A Baby Bottle In My Bag — Then He Told Me My Daughter Was His Brother’s Child
Chapter Eleven: The Adjustment The weight of everything overwhelmed her. The revelations. The implied threats. The radical change in circumstances. Tears pricked at her eyes. She blinked…
The Mafia Boss Found A Baby Bottle In My Bag — Then He Told Me My Daughter Was His Brother’s Child
Chapter Twelve: The Shift With Harper, he was different. Not warm exactly. But attentive in a way that made her increasingly uncomfortable. He sought her company in…
The Mafia Boss Found A Baby Bottle In My Bag — Then He Told Me My Daughter Was His Brother’s Child
Chapter Thirteen: The Fundraiser The stylist arrived the next day. An entourage of assistants carrying garment bags, jewelry cases, and makeup kits. Harper was measured. Pinned. Painted….
The Mafia Boss Found A Baby Bottle In My Bag — Then He Told Me My Daughter Was His Brother’s Child
Chapter Fourteen: The Rival Vincenzo was a man in his fifties. Silver-streaked dark hair. A face creased with years of hard living. He spotted them almost immediately….
The Mafia Boss Found A Baby Bottle In My Bag — Then He Told Me My Daughter Was His Brother’s Child
Chapter Fifteen: The Confession These thoughts kept her awake that night. Staring at the ceiling of her luxurious bedroom. Lily slept peacefully in the nursery next door….