Too Late Young Boss,I Chose MIT

I loved Mafia heir Ethan Luciano for ten years. The night before prom, he promised to marry me. The next morning, I heard him mocking me in Italian, calling me nothing more than practice before he chased another girl. He thought I couldn't understand him. He was wrong. I quietly withdrew my Caltech application, chose MIT instead, and disappeared from his life. Ethan was sure I'd come crawling back. Two years later, he came to MIT begging for me—but I had already moved on.