Falling For Her Mafia Captor
The tall bookshelves, with their leather-bound
spines containing innumerable secrets, caught her attention right away.
She could still clearly remember the unique carving, the faint groove in the wood, the obvious evidence of her father's hand, and the secret compartment where she had discovered the first, unfinished half of the ledger.
Swift and accurate, her fingers started dancing frantically over the well-known outlines of the
books, seeking the complex mechanism, the barely perceptible trigger that would unlock the secret panel.
Her heart pounded at her ribs, a desperate drumbeat against the stillness, but her hands held remarkably steady, driven by an unflinching determination.
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