Mile High Mafia Triplets: A Surprise Pregnancy Mafia Romance
Bella King
Benedikt Molchalin offered me a job on his private jet.
I should have said no.
Now it's just us at forty thousand feet.
Long flights. Incredible nights.
I had one rule: don't touch your sizzling hot boss.
We broke it somewhere over the Atlantic.
Passionate. Reckless. His hand over my mouth so the pilot wouldn't hear.
I told myself it was a one-time thing.
Three heartbeats on the ultrasound said otherwise.
Now his enemies know my name, his world is closing in around us, and the bratva boss who swore he'd never let anyone close just told me he'd burn it all down to keep me.
And I'm starting to believe him.
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