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

You will leave them outside your door. One of my people will collect them tonight. If anything is missing or damaged, I will know. And then you and I will have a very different kind of conversation.”

He ended the call and returned her phone.

Allara looked at him. “What did you just do?”

“I took away his access to you.”

“You can’t just do that.”

“I just continue reading …