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 should have fucked Piper in a linen closet.


Or one of the countless, identical, anonymous guest rooms in the east wing of the house.


The point is, it should have been somewhere random. Somewhere I never go. A room where I'd never have to walk in and imagine her naked in front of me, confident and wet and willing. A place where the imprint of her curves wouldn't be left on the hood of one of my favorite cars.


Because now, every time I walk through the garage, I think of her.


I glance at the smudged print Piper left behind on the shimmery, silver surface. My body tenses with the memory of how perfectly she fit into my hands.


When I think about it, I can still hear Piper panting. I can feel her warm hand wrapped around my length, stroking and pulling with a toe-curling pressure. She was on the brink of orgasm without me even touching her.


You don't have to do anything,she panted.This is enough.


CHAPTER 63