The Mafia's Weakness

lp me!" Sophie screamed, struggling against the men who ha

so relax," Marco said calmly, signalling the g

e?" Sophie didn't stop fighting. She kicked, screamed, and thrashed

and never caused scenes. Her soft smile could brighten even the dullest customer's

scrape together money for her mother's surgery. She hadn't been home i

moth

chest with panic. Fear began to ove

in the hospital. I'm the only one she h

boss doesn't bite... at least not right away," Marco

ery detail of Luca's operations, sometimes even before Luca made a move. They had been together lon

ti's

stepping out of the car. "Y

she stepped down, her eyes dar

nsions surrounded by high gates and silence. Luca had inherited it, along with a vast

s what they thou

co announced as he usher

moment, he just stared, unable to believe

he co

oss of his father, shot right in front of him, had hardened what was lef

red most about that

was

s father came up behind him to discuss a business deal. The shot had

l who had appeared in his scope that day. A week ago, driving

the car t

rder me around," Sophie snapped, her v

chuckle, his eyes

he repeated i

fists clenched in her lap,

is in a coma. Works at a café." Luca listed her facts as if

know all that? Have you bee

m. That's when she noticed the tattoo on the back

s?" she whispered. "Wha

sked, stepping around the desk

Something dangerous. He had waited years for this moment; people

a woman he only saw once. The angel he claims saved his life. He even drew Sophie's face and hung

handing her a file as he leane

sitantly, not ope

was a c

-mont

café wages, and the extra shifts. He had used that kno

hs. Be mine. If we don't fall

o hers as he folde

n disbelief, standing up. "What do you take me for, Mr. Moretti?

r," he snapped, voice

hie realised this

beginning