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

The shower turns off, and I can hear Piper moving around in the bathroom. Her wet feet slap against the tile floor and she continues humming as she towels off.


When she finally comes out, she yelps in surprise when she sees me sitting on the end of her bed. She scrambles to tighten her towel around her chest. Her auburn hair hangs in a dark, wet tangle over her shoulder.


"Timofey!" she gasps, hand still pressed to her chest. "What in the hell are you doing?"


"I'd like to ask you the same question."


She frowns in confusion until I lift the planner and wave it in front of her. Her eyes widened. "That is for work."


"That can't be right. Because you're a social worker, not a private investigator."


She clenches her jaw. I know she knows what I'm talking about. But she isn't going to reveal anything until I do.


CHAPTER 64