C22 Captured And Claimed By The Mafia Don

Kimberly POV

I was in high spirits for the rest of the week. Leonardo and I had started making progress—or at least, I thought so.

Since he sent me that landline, he’s been away traveling. But he still sends me texts, and I can’t help looking forward to them, even though I pretend otherwise. The thought of it makes me giggle, and I realise just how much I’ve started to rely on those messages