The Mafia's Seamstress

I finally had my avô’s seamstress shop all to myself. It was going to be a quiet holiday season of sewing beautiful designs for clients.
Then he walked in.
My avô always said my attitude would get me in trouble one day. Apparently the head of the Italian mafia has a thing for bossy brunettes who like to put men in their place.
And it turns out my family and the mafia go way back. They were suppose to remain a secret from me. Now that I know the truth it changes everything.