THE MAFIA BOSS WENT COMPLETELY STILL WHEN A LITTLE GIRL ENTERED HIS MANSION AND SAID, “MY MOM COULDN’T COME TODAY…”

Someone who knew Clara was sick.

Someone capable of accessing his security system using the credentials of a dead employee.

Someone who wanted Lucas Blackwood to meet that little girl.

The only question was why.

At two in the morning, Lucas found himself standing outside the breakfast room.

He hadn’t intended to stop.

Yet he did.

Emma had fallen asleep in continue reading …