The Paralyzed Mob Boss Hadn’t Felt His Legs in 20 Years—Then a Single Mother Touched His Spine
ACT 1 — IMMEDIATE CONTINUATION Gabriel waited outside. The heavy oak door clicked shut, leaving Clare alone with the most dangerous man in Chicago. “Get on the table,” Clare instructed, pointing to the padded medical table that had been set up near the windows. Sebastian maneuvered his chair with fluid, practiced precision. With a powerful…
