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 rehearsal dinner for the wedding feels like a dress rehearsal in more ways than one.


The dinner is being held in Timofey's formal dining room with Akim serving food from the newly-remodelled kitchen. There won't be any press, but this is still the first time I have to pretend to be Timofey's girlfriend in front of other people who matter.


I smooth my hands over the dress he chose for me and try to calm my nerves. That has been an impossible feat the last week. Ever since we stepped out of that hospital bathroom, something has been different.


I'm supposed to be working to get away from Timofey. To protect Benjamin from his influence and get him sent to prison.


And yet, I've spent every spare moment tangled in his sheets and wrapped in his arms.


CHAPTER 73