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

It's late, but I can hear Piper talking softly in her room.


"It was a stressful day." There's a long pause while whoever she is talking to responds. "I love you, too. I've just been busy."


Who the fuck is she talking to? I asked her about Rodion, but I apparently should have made sure there wasn't anyone else in her life.


"You're right," she sighs. "I should have called sooner. You and Gram both deserved a prompt apology. I didn't mean anything I said."


My hackles lower as I realize she's talking to Ashley. One of the leeches.


"I really didn't mean it. You are one of my best friends, Ash. You mean—" She stops, groaning at whatever Ashley says. "Yes, you're one of my best friends. I love you and Noelle the same. No, no tiebreakers."


I roll my eyes. Ashley is a leech financially and emotionally, apparently. Fucking pathetic.


CHAPTER 45