DARING THE MAFIA DON MR DANTE
Beth Emmamafia donpossession of the mafia boss dante and mireillethe don mafiafalling for the mafia don
“What are you doing here? Is everything okay?”
Mr. Royce stepped in, closing the door behind him. A tall, older man with bright eyes that saw too much. He moved with the confidence of someone who owned half the city.
“You look tense,” he said, dragging a chair and sitting in front of her desk. “I hope I’m not disturbing you.”
“No, not at all.”
She forced a small smile. “I just wasn’t expecting you.”
“Good,” he replied, leaning back slightly. “Because I need to speak to you directly.”