After His Secret Lover Ran Away, the CEO Went Mad
When I first moved to New York at 21, I got involved with a man much older than me. We had to keep our relationship a secret.
He was rich, powerful, and used to getting his way. He had an entire crime family behind him. And yet, no one knew how to make me happy better than he did.
I was the one who ended it.
That day, he didn't ask me a single question. He just had Walter Russo, the family lawyer, bring me a check big enough to pay off my father's debts and let me start over.
After that, we went our separate ways.
Two years later, I took a job at the Moretti family's hospitality company. On my first day, I learned that he didn't just run the business. He was the one calling the shots for the