She Disappeared On Their Wedding Anniversary—The Mafia Boss Finally Learned Why She Left
CHAPTER 1 The November air bit through my coat the moment I stepped outside. Our building—Marcus’s building, really, paid for by family money I’d never touch—sat in Tribeca, where even the sidewalk seemed polished. I walked without direction, my sneakers scuffing against concrete still damp from afternoon rain. The streets blurred together. Upscale restaurants bleeding…