Rainy Night Temptation: The Lethal Charm of a Mob…

In the city's underworld, rumors about Odette Sinclair had always run deep. He took over the family business at twenty-six, and within three years had purged every voice of dissent. Everyone knew the boss had a violent temper and never left any loose ends. But hardly anyone knew that on a rainy night, while hunting a traitor, he nearly ran someone over. Magnus Blackwell was crouched in the middle of the road, clutching an injured stray dog. The rain had soaked through her cheap denim jacket. She looked up, her eyes barely open through the curtain of water, but her grip on the dog never loosened. The headlights blazed, blinding. The convoy screeched to a sudden halt, tires dragging across the wet asphalt...