MY PRISONER. MY OBSESSION. MY SUNSHINE. I can't stay away from her. I don't care if I get whacked by the mob. Or fired from the FBI. There's no way I'm... > Lire la suite
MY PRISONER. MY OBSESSION. MY SUNSHINE. I can't stay away from her. I don't care if I get whacked by the mob. Or fired from the FBI. There's no way I'm letting her get hurt. Hell, if any of them touch her, I'll blow my cover in a second. She's my solnishko. Her brother's a scumbag. He owes the don money. The don sends me to collect my pound of flesh, but I want more than a pound. I want her.