The Mob Boss' Therapist

The Mob Boss' Therapist

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Emilios Erastís built his empire on power, fear, and absolute control. He doesn't do softness, weakness... and he sure as hell doesn't do therapy. As one of the most ruthless mob bosses in New York, emotions are liabilities, and he's made a life out of burying his. Then he meets her. A petite, sharp tongued spitfire who doesn't flinch under his glare, doesn't bend to his intimidation... and somehow ends up becoming his therapist. She's everything he shouldn't have-blunt, fearless, infuriatingly perceptive and the longer she's in his life, the more she threatens the iron walls he's spent years fortifying. In his world, trust is dangerous and love is lethal. But some addictions are impossible to break.
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