CHAPTER 87

Sutton Two days later I came home from the grocery store to find Mark had returned. But he wasn’t alone. “You invited him to stay in our home?” I hissed at Mark through clenched teeth. The man sitting on the carpet in his designer slacks was none other than Julio Cerone, Italian crime lord, and altogether one of the most dangerous men on the planet. Of course my daughters loved him. Evie and Avery cooed and laughed up into his handsome face, taking to him like a fish to water. Mark...