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

Slowly, her expression softens. I can see her swallowing whatever defense of herself and her profession she wanted to make.


"My dad didn't put up a fight to keep me," she says simply. "We agreed I'd live with my grandma, though we had very different reasons. I knew I was safe there. He knew I'd be out of his hair. The only times he cared was when he needed something from me. Usually, that something was money."


Her eyes go glassy. I think she might cry.


Before the emotion can take hold, I reach across the table and slide her plate closer to her. "Eat."


She sniffles awkwardly, swallowing the emotion. "Someone has a one-track mind."


"I've hired you to be a nanny and so far, I've taken care of you more than you've taken care of Benjamin. At this point, I'm just protecting my investment."


She jabs a finger in my direction. "That's what you get for having me arrested."


CHAPTER 36