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

Timofey's voice echoes through my head as I stare out over the city below. The view of the skyline from his penthouse is as close to having "everything" as I've ever been.


Cars weave through the snarled tangle of city streets. In glimpses between the buildings across from us, I can see moonlight sparkling off the surface of the river. It's late, but the city is so alive.


And yet, even with all that to be seen, the better view is from the outside looking in.


High ceilings, arched doorways, warm wood floors, and plush white carpets—Timofey's penthouse is a full-blown palace. I never want to leave.


"Water?" Timofey appears next to me, two tall glasses of water in his hand.


I smile up at him as I grab the glass, our fingers brushing. "Thanks." I take a long drink, trying to swallow some of my desperation along with it. "This view is incredible."


CHAPTER 70