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

into something resembling humility.

“Hey, Ellie.”

Her entire body went cold.

“Get out.”

His smile twitched.

“I came to see my daughter.”

“You’re not allowed to be here.”

“I’m her father.”

“You are under a protective order.”

He stepped inside.

The door clicked shut behind him.

Soft.

Quiet.

Terrifying.

Elena’s heart hammered against her ribs.

Derek lifted the stuffed continue reading …