There are people who should never set foot in New Orleans ever again. Cassandra Clemens, part of a family of thieves and con artists, is very definitely one of those people. She crossed me, an underboss of La Cosa Nostra, the Sicilian Mob, seven years ago. Fooled me into thinking our relationship was real. That the feelings between us, the off-the-charts chemistry was authentic.And then after … authentic.And then after eight months she left. Without a word. Without a goodbye. Without ever letting me know her real name. So when I find out her family has given Cassandra to a…
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