Fredrick_Udele

The hottest man I’ve ever seen is now my new boss—
and I’m stuck in a house with him…
Until one of us cracks.

I’ve got debt—yeah, I know, so does everyone else on Planet Earth.
But the bills I’m paying keep my dad and my grandma alive.
So it’s pretty messed-up for Timofey Viktorov to use them as a threat to keep me under control.

Not that he cares.
As a billionaire CEO, he takes no prisoners in the boardroom.
And as the don of the Viktorov Bratva, he takes no prisoners in real life, either.

Which is why he has no qualms about extorting me into taking his deal.
Live in my mansion…
Care for my baby…
Or suffer the consequences.

But he’s not the only one with an agenda.
Timofey has skeletons in his closet—and I’m determined to dig them out.
He’s just as determined to keep me far away from the secrets of his past.

The longer I’m in his house, the tenser things get.
Every time we brush past each other in the hallway, something sparks.
Every time we cross paths in the night, the ice grows thinner.

Sooner or later, it’s going to crack.

Whiskey Poison

As soon as the water pours over her arm, she winces. I can see her jaw quivering from the force with which she's grinding her teeth.


"It doesn't feel great," she grits out.


"Stay here for fifteen minutes and it will feel better."


"Maybe I should…" She swallows, her eyes darting side to side without ever looking at me. "Maybe I should go to the hospital? My Gram could drive me."


"If you need to go to the hospital, I'll take you."


She frowns. "You don't have to take care of me. I can take care of—"


"Don't finish that sentence," I snarl. "If it wasn't for me, you'd still be standing in the corner with your arm on fire. Actually, if it wasn't for me, you'd be dead in an alley. Clearly, you can't take care of yourself."


"There was a lot going on! I was distracted!"


I nod in sarcastic agreement. "Okay, so you can only take care of yourself when everything is going perfectly and nothing stressful is happening. That's very realistic."


CHAPTER 30