She faints in a grocery store—but the mafia boss who catches her notices hidden bruises and uncovers a truth that changes everything

Bram’s name lit up the screen.

The man answered.

“My name is Nikolai Veyer,” he said pleasantly. “I’m calling to inform you that Allara won’t be coming home.”

Allara’s entire body went rigid.

She could not make out Bram’s words — only the muffled swell of his fury.

Nikolai listened without so much as a blink.

“No,” he said. continue reading …