Half a Lifetime Later—My Mafia Princess is Finally Mine
Janedoewritingsthis is a work of fiction disclaimerif you re reading this bookthis is just a chapter not the whole storydo not open this book
I lunged for the carved rim of the fountain, my fingers outstretched.
But I never touched the stone.
Rino didn't turn around, he didn't even look back. He just shifted his weight with a speed that shouldn't have been possible for a man his size. One second I was reaching for the stone, and the next, a massive, warm hand shot out blindly and caught my wrist in mid-air.
"Got you," he rumbled.