I own you now. Desperate and alone, I strike a bargain with a mafia boss. I make myself available to him, he pays my bills. I’m his beck-and-call-girl. He’s my sugar daddy. Bobby Manghini owns me–that’s our arrangement. Giving myself to him is easy. He may be older, but he’s sinfully sexy. Skillful in bed. It’s a win-win for both of us, so long as I remember one thing: Don’t fall in love. Bobby calls the shots, but he doesn’t play for keeps. I’m a toy, not his happily-ever-aft...
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