He's not joking.

Blood rushes in my ears, and for a minute, I feel complete, abject terror.

Followed by a minute of complete, abject recklessness. "Then prepare to die."

Oh, you stupid, stupid girl. What would you do to someone who admitted to being a mafia boss? A billionaire who'd wreck you and buy you over multiple times?

His eyes devour my face, down to his hand on my throat. "Is it such a wonder that I adore you?" His hand leaves my throat and goes back to my ...