Celeste dances to pay off her dead father's debt, and the night she takes the stage, the most feared mafia boss in Chicago watches her from the shadows and loses the control he spent fifteen years building. When a drunk grabs her wrist, Soren Valenti crosses the whole room and makes every man there understand that touching her has consequences. Now that he has claimed her in front of allies and enemies alike, he has put a target on her back, and the men who want her to pay are already closing in.
Awesome story 💐 THANK YOU ❤️
Thank YOU, Nancy! 💐 So happy you loved it ❤️
Great story as usual. Please edit the word 'dawn'. If you're speaking of the Mafia Boss, it is 'Don' as in 'Donnatelo' but if you're speaking about when the sun comes up for a new day, then it is 'dawn'. Thanks :)
Thank you, Brenda! 😊 Great catch on ‘Don’ — I’ll get that fixed. So glad you enjoyed the story ❤️
Love ❤️ this story