The Don’s Tequila Queen by Amber Row

If I knew he was Mafia…I would’ve never sat next to him.
If I knew he’d be my captor…I would’ve never slept with him.
And if I knew he’d be my savior…I wouldn’t have ever betrayed him.

After the murder of my father and fearing I’m next,
My cousin arranges a safe haven in New York until the killers are found.
Flying first class, I’m seated next to Stefano Nitti.
Tatted from the neck down, this bad boy is looking delicious.

Confidence dances in his eyes as he flashes a sinful smile,
And begins a playful banter that’s hard to ignore.
He’s charismatic and witty,
With a physique that makes women throw caution to the wind.

Before I know it, my body betrays me as we join the mile-high club,
Matching the turbulence with each stroke in the bathroom.
Amidst the clouds, he took me to heaven,
Draining me of all my stress.
Until we land, and I’m carted off by the FBI, accused of drug smuggling.
With a single name from his lips, I’m free, but not without a price.

Now the haven promised feels like a prison of betrayal,
And the only way out of this hell is in the arms of the one who took me to heaven.