The Mafia King is mine

"Reveal to me who caused you pain," he commanded. I could have succumbed to fear and divulged the entirety of my traumatic past, but instead, I shook my head. There was no way I was sharing my darkest secrets with him.

"I will find out... I always find out, cara," he murmured. Despite his assurance, I doubted he could fathom that my father was the source of my nightmares.

He gazed at me, and I met his stare head-on.

"You have freckles," I whispered, raising my right hand to touch his face.