LOGIN"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
Elena thought about her mother's words as she finished up work. Even when Massimo brought her to a Ferraro owned gun range, Elena couldn't focus on just shooting."I know this place isn't as nice as the one in Maine," Massimo said suddenly. "I had plans to renovate it and reopen it next year."Massi
Elena tried to control her breathing as she and her husband were seated at the restaurant. She couldn't be sure, but from what she heard, the place sounded busy. Yet somehow, they were led to a table that was far away and relatively quiet—she had to really strain her ears to even here the servers wa
Elena held her breath, her eyes never leaving her husband's. Not for the first time, she wished she could make out his expression.Her phone rang for just a moment. And then, to her surprise, the call connected.Her husband hadn't moved at all."Hello?" Elena said into her phone, wondering if she ha
"But you still want to leave?" Massimo asked. "Even if you don't hate him or the work most of the time?"Elena nodded without any hesitation.Massimo suddenly understood what Elena meant when she said her husband's swift denial had stung. It would've been better if she had paused a moment before res







