The Mafia Boss Faked a Heart Attack to Test His Poor Maid — What Happens Next Will Melt Your Heart

Описание: The Mafia Boss Faked a Heart Attack to Test His Poor Maid — What Happens Next Will Melt Your Heart

One year ago, Scarlett Monroe was the invisible girl. She knelt on the cold stone floor of the Harrington estate, breathing in the sharp scent of lemon cleaner mixed with the sweat of her own skin. Twenty seven years old, and no one saw her. She’d become a ghost, the one who scrubbed away the traces of people who’d never once bothered to look her in the eye. Then one night, she found Marcus Vittori, the most feared mafia boss in New York, collapsed on the floor of the third floor conference room, one hand locked over his chest, his face gone ashen with pain. She could’ve run. She should’ve run. But when those storm gray eyes found her, when his hoarse voice whispered, don’t let me die alone, Scarlett couldn’t turn her back. She stayed. She cradled his head in her lap. She sang to him the lullaby her mother used to sing her to sleep, the same song she’d sung to Maddie through her sister’s final nights. She didn’t know it was a test. She didn’t know Marcus had been watching her for four months, searching for someone he could truly trust in a world where knives lived behind every smile. And she had no idea that choosing to stay that night would change her fate forever. Now, one year after that night, Scarlett is Marcus Vittori’s wife. Maddie’s Bakery, her sister’s dream, is packed with customers every day. She has family. She has love. She has the things she once believed she’d never deserve. And inside her, a tiny life has just begun to form. She thought she’d found peace. She thought the past had been buried. She was wrong. Her phone screen lit up at three o’clock in the morning. An unknown number. Scarlett shouldn’t have answered. She knew that. But something in the darkness of late night made her reach for it, as if fate had wrapped its fingers around her wrist and wouldn’t let her refuse. Scarlett Monroe. A man’s voice came through the line. Cold. Slow. Like ice cracking on a frozen lake. Or should I call you Scarlett Vittori now. She sat bolt upright, her heart slamming against her ribs. Marcus was still asleep beside her, breathing evenly, unaware that the ghost of the past had just knocked on their door. Who are you. The man paused, letting the silence stretch long enough to make Scarlett feel like she was falling. Someone who knew your father. Someone who knows the truth about how your parents really died. Scarlett went rigid. Her parents died in a car accident. Eight years ago. That was what she’d always believed. That was what the police concluded. That was what was written on the death certificate. My parents died in an accident. A laugh came through. Cold. Poisoned. Like a razor dragged across glass. Poor orphan girl. You don’t even know you’ve been lied to your whole life. The call ended. Scarlett sat in the dark, the phone still pressed to her ear, her body trembling beyond her control. Her other hand drifted to her stomach, where the tiny life she’d discovered only hours ago had begun to exist. She’d planned to tell Marcus in the morning.

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