One million dollars in exchange for a year.
A year of being the mafia boss and his wife's dirty little secret. Three hundred and sixty five days of private jets, Italian coasts, lofty skyrises, and doing everything that I'm told. I wanted to say no to Laila and Constantino Buratti, but their offer was too sweet to pass.
The only problem?
Jealous best friends, FBI break-ins, and falling in love were never part of the deal.
