THE BRIDE LAUGHED AT HER SISTER’S “BROKE” HUSBAND… THEN THE GROOM TURNED PALE AND WHISPERED, “HE OWNS MY COMPANY.”

“No one,” I said. “That’s the problem.”

Outside, engines roared again. More cars arrived. More doors slammed. This was no random attack—it was coordinated.

Alessandro finally turned his head slightly, listening.

Then he said something that made every man in the room go still.

“They found me faster than I expected.”

Liam tightened his grip on me. “Who did?continue reading …