PREGNANT CASHIER’S HUSBAND DESTROYED HER PHONE SO SHE COULDN’T CALL FOR HELP—HE HAD NO IDEA A MAFIA BOSS WAS WATCHING FROM AISLE THREE

screaming, furious, and crowned with a full head of dark hair.

The moment they placed the baby on her chest, Elena broke down.

Not graceful tears.

Not quiet tears.

The kind that came from realizing that the body Derek had bruised, controlled, and frightened had still created something perfect.

“Hi,” Elena whispered. “Hi, baby. I’m your mama.”

Vincent turned continue reading …