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

door.

Allara raised the gun.

Nikolai’s voice came through the radio, rough and strained. “Allara. Open the door.”

“Are you alone?”

“No. Marcus and Dmitri are with me. Victor is covering us. Open it now.”

The door burst open. Nikolai came through it, blood soaking his shirt from shoulder to wrist, gray with pain but upright.

Allara ran to him.

He caught her continue reading …