They say you have no future without your past, but boy did I never expect to see Dominic again. Everyone has baggage; right I get that. But mine just happen to be a amazingly beautiful mobsters son. Whom I spent a good chunk of my life getting over; 10... 12 years to be exact. And finally when I thought I locked my Demons away, they walked right though my front door with an expensive bottle of wine and my best friend on their arm. I was happy. I did it all without him, college, degrees, marriage. Everything! And all was going well, until I noticed my baggage had a wedding ring on. What did I do in a past life to deserve this? All rights reserved to A-N-Williams 2015 © The One that got away