The Mafia Boss’s Baby Reached for Me Like He Knew Me—Then I Saw the Photograph Behind Him and Realized His “Dead” Wife Had My Face.
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Chapter 19 / 20
Chapter 20 - Forging A Dangerous Alliance Built On Blood And Survival
Dante opened the panic room door and stepped inside, his clothes stained with soot and the faint smell of gunpowder. He looked at me—really looked at me—not as a stranger or a waitress, but as family.
"They know you're here now, Mara," Dante said softly, reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair from my forehead. "You can't go back to your old life; from this moment on, your war is my war."
