In Bed With The Mafia Boss
SOFIA JOHNSON
“No... no...” I mumble, staring at the photos, seeing the likes and comments growing more and more on each post.
I turn, finding Lucas’s cold gaze on me.
“How could you, Sofia?!” he yells, his face red, eyes bloodshot with rage. “With my father?! You slept with my father!”
I swallow hard, my hand trembling as I hold the phone. I feel Dante’s heavy gaze on me, ready to step in, but I don’t let him. Not this time.