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

“She already knows,” she said. “She has us.”

Nikolai looked at his wife, then at his daughter, and something in his face opened into something close to awe.

Allara let herself think about the road that had brought them here.

A grocery store floor.

A stranger’s arms.

A bruised throat concealed beneath black fabric.

A penthouse overlooking the harbor.

A wedding continue reading …