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

I've been swaying side to side with Benjamin for what feels like hours.


Maybe it has been. I'm not sure. I've lost track of time.


Since Timofey left me in the dining room, my mind has been too full to keep track of something as trivial as the passing of the seconds.


Except now, my good arm is sore from cradling a squirming baby and exhaustion burns the backs of my eyes.


Benjamin woke up only a few minutes after Timofey and I parted ways, and he hasn't been happy since. I changed him, fed him, burped him. I did everything I was supposed to do, but he's been somewhere between a whine and a cry for ages, and I'm at the end of my rope.


I shake my head, dismissing the thought before I can even consider it. The less I see him, the better.


Financially? Physically? What did he mean?


Probably both, I decide. God knows Timofey has that kind of power. It wouldn't take much, anyway. I don't have much of a life left to ruin.


CHAPTER 39