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

"Drama," Ashley whispers a bit too loudly as soon as the men are out of sight. "What did I interrupt?"


Everything.Ashley inconvenienced everyone here—Timofey most of all—and I'd bet everything I own that she never even thanked him.


Instead of saying that, I shrug. "I don't know. Sergey showed up pissed. He didn't fill me in on the details."


"Sergey?" I ask. "He's nothing to me. He's just Timofey's dad."


Ashley lowers her chin, wagging her brows suggestively at me. "What about Timofey? Who is he to you?"


The man who makes my insides flutter and burn with anger at the very same time.


I shake my head. "I'd rather talk about why you have blood on your shirt."


Ashley gasps and pinches her shirt, pulling it away from herself so she can see. "I do? Where is—shit! I liked this shirt."


CHAPTER 48