"Can I Sit Here?" Single Mom Asked "Sit. But You're Not Leaving After," The Mafia Boss Smirked

"Can I Sit Here?" Single Mom Asked — "Sit. But You're Not Leaving After," The Mafia Boss Smirked
I pressed my hand against the cold glass of the bakery window, watching the last customer walk out with a birthday cake covered in pastel flowers. My chest tightened. That should have been me. That should have been Mia's cake. I pulled out my phone one more time, hoping the numbers in my bank account had magically changed in the last five minutes. They hadn't. Forty-seven dollars and thirty-two cents. The cake cost eighty-five, not including the custom decoration Mia had picked out three weeks ago when things still seemed possible. When I still believed I could make my daughter's seventh birthday perfect.
The bell above the door chimed as I pushed inside. The warm scent of sugar and vanilla wrapped around me, but it felt more like a reminder of everything I couldn't provide. Mrs. Chen looked up from behind the counter, her expression shifting from welcoming to sympathetic the moment she saw my face.
"Mrs. Chen, I need to cancel Mia's order. I'm so sorry."
Then the door swung open. A man in a charcoal suit walked in—tall, commanding, dangerous. His gray eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my skin prickle. Behind him, two men in black suits stood like sentinels. I knew what that meant. Everyone in Boston knew.
This was Dominic Santoro. And he was about to change my life forever.
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