The Dangerous Lover or The Mafia's Boyfriend

gar smoke, and something darker-power. The kind of powe

itting across from him weren't worth his time. The deal was supposed to be simple-Sinclair Enterprises was looking to expand, and

ated

meeting arranged by a mysterious "bus

like waiting. "If this mystery investor doesn'

guy in a cheap suit-cleared his throat. "Mr. Sinclair, I

e. Elijah hat

restaurant swung open. The air changed immediately. The hushed conversat

ho didn't belong in a place like this. No, he looked like he

ly hiding the sharp lines of a well-built body. Blond hair slicked back, sharp jaw

e steps, the kind of confidence that came from knowi

ressed. "I assume you're the

a moment. Then, he smirked-a dangerous, knowing express

the man drawled, voice deep an

be the jackass

had just signed his own death warrant. But

uth on you, Sincl

. Now, who the

leaned forward slightly, res

ally, as if his name wasn't en

e did when faced with the heir to the Moretti crime syndi

said flatl

The nervous man in the cheap suit cough

ever, looke

n't seem

wn, meeting Dante's gaze

ned, this time darke

'm not mo

whether to be amused or irritated. Then he leaned back, exu

you wanted," Dante said fi

his expression neutral. "Then why the

the man who thinks he can order the world

nny. I was thinking

e. A challen

head, eyes gleaming wit

oing to be

nd himself locked in a battle of wills w

er of them was