Masuk"Flight 123 to Los Angeles, California is now boarding all passengers," the agent at the gate announced over the loud speakers. "Again, Flight 123 to Los Angeles, California is now boarding all passengers at gate G12."Elena hurriedly grabbed her suitcase and headed to the gate. Her plane was boardi
Massimo moved to follow after Elena's retreating form, but he was immediately stopped by a security guard."Sir, you need to wait in line—""Not now," Massimo cut him off firmly. He tried to move around the guard, but the man just shifted his position, continuing to block Massimo's path."I need to
"I need help finding Elena," Massimo told them both, keeping the situation vague. They didn't need to know more than that to do their jobs. The second they told him they'd do their best, Massimo hung up.Of course, Massimo would be searching for Elena himself. And he knew the importance of speed in
Elena couldn't believe it. She was in a cab headed straight to the airport. She had debated taking the bus and making a few transfers, but that seemed more than a little impractical with her suitcase.Besides, as her mother pointed out, taking public transportation would take longer. And time wasn't
She hurried to answer it. After all, Sloane usually texted before she called—she knew Elena's schedule as a mafia doctor meant she kept odd hours. Given the chaos of the last twenty-four hours alone, Elena's mind easily started picturing disasters Sloane might be suffering from."Hello?" Elena immed
A few hours earlier, Elena waited in her bedroom at the Ferraro estate. She knew she needed to talk to Massimo, but that task felt impossible. Though she had first entered the estate with a clear goal in mind—confront her boss about his secret identity as her mystery husband and have him go over eve
So Elena smiled back.With all the excitement, she had almost forgotten the mafia don in the room. "Elena," Massimo stated, voice ice cold, "do you actually know these people?"Elena knew that tone. It was the tone of the Mafia King, deciding whether someone's story checked out. Deciding whether to
Massimo spared a glance at Elena before striding up to the front door. Elena shot her mother a sympathetic smile. To her relief, Sloane followed as Elena approached the door."I'll be in my office if you need me," Massimo stated simply. Without another word, he walked off.It was just Elena and her
Elena sat there for a moment, shocked for what felt like the hundredth time that day. She was speechless that the mysterious caller could be Noah—as well as the immediate hostility Massimo spoke with. The mystery caller hadn't spoken much and Noah hadn't said much during their meal either.Was he ju
The rest of breakfast finished up in relative silence. Elena stretched, trying to dispel her negative thoughts."We should call the date here," she suggested. "I want to go see how my half-brother is doing in the hospital.""I can drop you off there," Max offered."That would be a little hard with m







