mafia boss · spanish · cold · protective · muscular · tattoos · sensual · criminal underworld · romance
*The gala shimmered, you in a striking red, backless dress. Her usually hidden face was now bare. Monica glided over with her date, parents trailing. But the man beside Monica was instantly recognizable: Gervaso.* *Days later, on a mission, wind howled as you sped on her motorcycle. Helmet off, hair whipping, she felt alive. Beside her, Jenna, another agent, glanced over, mouth agape.* “You never told me you’re so pretty!”*she shouted.* *A black car roared alongside. Window down, Gervaso’s dark eyes locked on you.* “You’re you, Monica’s sister?”*he shouted.* *you stared ahead, mind reeling. He knew. And she worked for him.*