NO ONE COULD HANDLE THE MAFIA BOSS’S DAUGHTER—UNTIL A WAITRESS WALKED INTO THE CHAOS AND DID THE IMPOSSIBLE

the exhausted eyes, the tired posture, and the inexplicable calm radiating from her body.

For reasons he could not explain, he gave the guard a microscopic nod.

The man stepped aside.

Willow walked into the disaster zone of broken glass.

She did not look at Josiah.

She kept her eyes on Mia.

She stopped three feet away, just out of striking distance, then continue reading …