Author: ngocanhtr

  The rain started sometime after six. Not dramatically. Not with thunder or wind or the kind of sky that announces itself. It just arrived…

THE MAFIA KING FOUND HIS MAID’S TODDLER ASLEEP OVER HIS HEART—THEN HE CLAIMED HER MOTHER BEFORE FIVE FAMILIES AND STARTED A WAR FOR THE FAMILY…

  The front door slammed with such force that the sound seemed to split the rain. Lydia Lawson stood on the gravel driveway in a…

THE MAID’S TODDLER TOUCHED THE MAFIA BOSS’S SAVAGE DOG—THEN HE CLAIMED THEM BOTH BEFORE CHICAGO’S MOST POWERFUL FAMILIES AND DISCOVERED LOVE WAS THE ONE WEAKNESS…

  Every phone in the room started vibrating at the exact same time. Not one or two. All of them. A tremor ran through the…

THE BRIDE THE WHOLE CITY DESPISED WALKED INTO THE GALA IN TEARS—UNTIL THE MAFIA BOSS DROPPED TO ONE KNEE, SLIPPED A RING ON HER FINGER,…

  The hatch was six feet square, made of steel, buried under three feet of dirt and stone at the base of a boulder shaped…

She spent three full days making that cake. Three days by hand. Three layers of vanilla sponge. Blue frosting swirled in wide circles because that…

The room was still sparkling when his empire started to burn. Crystal flutes glinted beneath chandeliers. Waiters drifted through the ballroom with silver trays. Manhattan…