Excerpt
It was Jack Torello. The face was unmistakable. Mimsi had constructed that face in her mind’s eye millions of times over. The dark, puffy hair with the light touches of grey at the temples. The sun kissed skin showing deep creases around the eyes and that small, delicate mouth, a baby’s mouth stuck in an older man’s face. It was exactly how she had pictured him all these years. It was her vision of Jack Torello.

Mimsi Preen has everything: fame, fortune, beauty, and dedicated friends and family. But something is wrong with Mimsi. No amount of money has been able to heal the pain of her constant illusion, Jack Torello, a terrible man that threatens her peace and robs her of feeling any real love. He is always with her, never ceasing to take control of every move in her life. The only way to make him behave is to write his books. So she does.

For twenty-five years, she writes best-selling novels under the pseudonym of Jack Torello just to keep him quiet. Now she wants to end it. When she makes the move to reveal herself as the true author of the famous mafia novels, Jack proves to be more than just an illusion.