Romance · fiction
The Empty Chair She Chose
“Can I sit here?” Fifty people stopped breathing. Alessandra Ferraro stood in the middle of Manhattan’s most dangerous private club with a sleeping three-year-old boy in her arms, rain dripping from her coat, and pointed at the only empty chair she could find. Unfortunately, it belonged to Máximo Costa. There was blood on the armrest. And a man...
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- Romance
- Audience
- Adult readers
- Chapters
- 6
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- fiction
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