LOGINAlone in front of the gigantic mirror and fancy sinks, Elena could finally breathe again. This dinner was turning into a disaster. So Elena pulled out her phone.Without thinking, she scrolled through her contacts. Her finger was suddenly hovering over "Max's" contact info.Elena felt her heart stop
The main course of the dinner dragged on—and with it came a slight change in the Winslow family's approach. Elena had given up on asking any questions about Noah's immediate family or their company, and Sloane had also decided to focus on her meal rather than keeping the conversation afloat. For a f
"We make toys," Jack said slowly. "Like the nice robots you see on the shelf of every toy store or the viral teddy bears that the internet has been going crazy for."Elena laughed. When no one was joking, she realized Jack wasn't acting—he genuinely thought he was answering her question."Ah no, tha
The atmosphere in the five-star restaurant was awkward—more awkward than anything Elena had experienced in less fancy diners and dive bars.Including Cameron, all four of Noah's brothers were there. They introduced themselves hurriedly—Elena barely heard the names "Jack" and "Kevin." The youngest on
After all, Luca never looked at price tags when he helped Elena restock the mafia's medical supplies. Despite Lucilla's blunt practicality, she would only ever recommend the most expensive places to get brunch with Elena. And even Jill, who had confided how odd her position as a don's wife was, woul
Massimo resisted the urge to yell. After all, any sound of violence might attract the lone employee's attention—or that of any commuters walking by the glass windows. So instead, Massimo whispered as furiously as he could."So the FBI just has security footage of the most damning parts of our entire
There were several dishes already on display at the table—several of which she recognized as delicious dishes she had during her previous stay at the estate. She fondly recalled taking pictures of salads and seafood and small finger sandwiches and then texting them to her husband. He seemed surprise
Elena laughed. She hadn't realized how well Massimo had gotten at telling jokes, but he had seriously improved his delivery."What would you do?" Massimo insisted.It was only once Elena noticed Massimo's intense stare that he realized the question was serious."I would divorce him," Elena said simp
There was another knock at the door. This time it was louder.At the same moment Elena dropped her arms, so did Massimo. In practically the same breath, they pulled apart. Wordlessly, they both put on one of the Grand Mermaid Hotel's complementary robes and headed to the door.Massimo opened the doo
As Massimo's lawyer finished speaking, everyone in the court fell silent. Elena couldn't blame anyone—the idea that the Mafia King hadn't tried to kill her but save her was something no one would ordinarily expect."Think about," Mr. Barbieri continued. "Really think about it! You're surrounded in a


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