Twisted Hearts (The Camorra Chronicles, #5)

by Cora Reilly

message.” She threw her purse at me, hitting me square in the chest. I laughed in surprise. Then she took her pumps off and threw them at me as well, but I managed to dodge the pointy things. “Keep the stupid purse and shoes. I don’t want your gifts!” “That dress was a gift as well,”

For me, trust was a conscious effort. I had to allow someone to earn my trust. I rarely bothered.