A Plane Crash Left Me Alone With the Mafia Boss I Hated—Then We Found Out Who Wanted Us Dead.

Geekrew Originals · Aug 2, 2026 · 2.1K reads · 1 part · 18 min read

“Don’t waste your last breath saving me,” I screamed as Luca Romano crawled across the collapsing jet. Thirty thousand feet above the Atlantic, the coldest man in Miami tore off his seat belt, crossed a cabin filling with smoke, and threw his body over mine. One year earlier, he had humiliated me while my mother lay dying in a hospital. I had hated him…

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