Maid For The Mafia

Maid For The Mafia by Alice T. Boone

I CAN’T LOVE YOU— NOT IF IT COSTS MY FAMILY’S SAFETY
Terrance
Men like me, we don’t marry the maid.
I’ve spent my life building an image of brutality. My word is law in this city, and perfection is the only thing I’ll accept— from my men, from my family, from you. When Jackie sold you to me, I thought I was buying a silent servant. Your job is simple, Selina:
Keep this place in order
And keep out of my life.
Why is that so hard for you to understand? It doesn’t matter how bad I want you, Selina. We can’t be together. Involving you in this mess would mean sacrificing control, and I can’t afford that. If the world finds out that I can’t stop thinking about you, that I can’t stop needing you, I’ll lose everything.
Keeping you here is tearing me apart,
But I’ll never let you go.