No party?
Really?
That wasn't like El Padrino at all. No one was more caught up in keeping up appearances than him.
Dear God, did he mean to end her life personally?
Not even Candice dared object twice.
"Yes, daddy," she said meekly, hurriedly collecting her dress and shoes before she was ushered out of the living room by Jax.
"We'll make your excuses for you, Padré'. Enjoy," Jax said, closing the doors behind him as he exited too.
Just like that, for the first time in her life, Janet was alone with the mafia king.
Her heart pounded. She gulped, fidgeting with her hands nervously. She could still feel the ghost of his fist stretching her open.
Would that same fist wrap around her throat and choke her to death for lying to him? Her defiance? The things she said while daddy wa
