Accidentally Sexting the Mafia Don

Summary

For three months, I’d been seeing a guy named “Rex.” A total stranger I’d only met online.

We were in the thick of it, that honeymoon phase where every night my phone would blow up with messages that made my pulse jump.

“Miss you, sweetheart.”

“Dreamt of you again last night. You were all over me, begging for it.”

I was about to suggest we finally meet.

But then he sent me a picture, a casual shot of his desk, and I saw something familiar: the crest of the Falcone crime family.

And I work for a company owned by the Falcones.