The Dangerous Lover or The Mafia's Boyfriend

eady running thin, and Dan

anted, and now had the audacity to sit acros

rossing one leg over the other. "So

on the table, his expressi

Elijah said, voice cool. "

Sinclair. I love games." He leaned forward, locking eyes with

cutthroat businessmen before, Dante Moretti was no different. "If you'r

"You say that, and yet you're

jaw. He hated that th

bullshit, Morett

quir

quired property that was supposed

mildly disappointed. "I expected more from you, Sin

go back to my office and negotiate stock shares with a room full of id

ill relaxed, still in cont

ised an ey

stiffened, glancing at Dante as if waiting for him to react. But i

haking his head. "You really don'

't waste my energy fearing men

went dea

. One of Dante's men; a tall, broad figure dressed

d D

te s

azy, dange

lly came before som

his voice smooth but laced with someth

I guess you'll just h

em moved. The tension stretched t

w, deliberate. He was taller than Elijah not by much, but enough

ante murmured, voice low enou

ll asking for

d. "No, I supp

sn't just interest. It wasn't just amuse

hall

nvita

re that held just enough weight to remind him of the power difference

ed off his han

unaffected. "Oh, I

and walked away, his men f

or a moment, his heart

roblem. A dangerous, s

nct, gut-wrenching feeling that this w

told him this was