MAFIA INNOCENT ANGEL
"Maybe I'm just a Roglas. That seems to be enough."
"No." Rafael shifted to face her fully. "This isn't about your family name. I've dealt with the Roglases before. They're small-time, barely worth my attention. But tonight, I watched the Bratva, the Calabrians, and a private military contractor all try to grab you. That level of interest doesn't come from being a minor mafia princess."
Cassandra's face had gone pale. "I don't understand."
"Neither do I. Yet."
The car pulled into an underground garage. Rafael's safe house, a renovated warehouse he used for situations exactly like this. Secure, private, impossible to find unless you knew where to look.
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