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

eyes that had never lied to her.

“I don’t need you to be clean, Nikolai. I need you to be honest.”

Four months later, he brought her to the library after hours.

The old rare book wing, sealed for renovation for years, had been remade. Restored woodwork gleamed under warm light. New shelves lined the walls. Climate-controlled cases stood waiting for fragile continue reading …