Waking Up Pregnant in the Capo's Bed

The job paid the debt. The bed cost her everything else. Gia Ferrante is twenty, broke, and too good at numbers for her own good. Salvatore Ricci is forty-four, patient, and owns the building she works in. She sleeps at her desk. He carries her up the stairs. Neither of them says a word about it, night after night, until the doctor's call comes in and Salvatore answers the phone before Gia does. The baby will be a Ricci, he tells her. So will she. Gia has spent six months copying every ledger in the building into a notebook nobody knows about. She has one meeting to make, one signature to get, and one condition that isn't negotiable — and it isn't his.