Captive of My Mafia Crush
Suddenly, quite suddenly, it’s all too much.
I burst into tears, burying my face in my hands again, sobs shaking my shoulders as I blubber against my palms. I start to cry so hard that I can’t even catch my breath, and then I panic because I know these tough mafia guys are looking at me like I’m an idiot. But honestly, I can’t even care – because Christian is asking me whether or not I want to save Steven’s life, the man who tried to sell me into sex work, who is the whole reason I’m being held captive for my own protection…