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

"Should I be worried?" Timofey asks the moment I hang up with Noelle.


My heart thunders against my chest.How much did he overhear?


"Worried about what?" My voice comes out a bit too high and unnatural.


He closes my door and moves closer, his gaze slipping up and down my body on an endless loop. "That you're wearing this dress and telling someone else you love them. I'm not an insecure man, but when you look like this…" He shakes his head. "It's bringing out my possessive side."


"Possessive is the only side you have," I tease.


"No." He bites his lower lip. It's the single sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life. "That was me wanting you close. Wanting you here with me for my own devious purposes. But this…thisis me wanting to kick every single one of the forty guests waiting for me downstairs out of my house so I can fuck you until your throat is sore from screaming my name."


CHAPTER 74