Author: ngocanhtr

Forty seven. Forty eight. Forty nine. I counted every punch because counting was the only thing in the room that still felt honest. My husband…

  The winter lights of Manhattan looked beautiful from the outside. From the street, Grant Bowmont’s penthouse sat above the city like proof that some…

  The old woman’s car was still sitting in the lot long after the man who fixed it had already been fired. That was the…

  Silence did not simply fall over the Waldorf Historia ballroom that night. It pressed down from the chandeliers in a glittering, suffocating sheet, sliding…

THE CLOCK THAT EXPOSED HIS FALSE BRIDE AND THE MAID HE CLAIMED BEFORE THE MAFIA WORLD Part 1 The first bullet struck the kitchen window…

THE MAID’S LITTLE GIRL BORROWED THE MAFIA KING FOR ONE DAY—THEN HE CLAIMED HER MOTHER BEFORE THE WHOLE UNDERWORLD Part 1 The first gunshot struck…

SHE SAVED THE MAFIA HEIR IN THE RAIN—THEN HIS RUTHLESS FATHER CLAIMED HER BEFORE THE CITY THAT HAD BROKEN HER Part 1 The first bullet…

THE MAFIA HEIR WHO COULDN’T BE TOUCHED—UNTIL A FEARLESS WAITRESS DANCED HIM THROUGH A ROOM FULL OF ENEMIES Part 1 Dominic Gallagher’s hand closed around…

THE MAFIA BOSS’S TWINS SCREAMED AT THREE A.M.—UNTIL THE MAID TORE OPEN THEIR TEDDY BEAR AND HE CLAIMED HER BEFORE THE FAMILY THAT WANTED HER…