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

When I open my eyes, there's only more darkness.


I blink a few times. When the darkness doesn't fade, I start to panic. "Timofey," I breathe, reaching across the bed for him.


My hand lands on a familiar, muscular thigh.


"Relax. It's a blindfold," he says. I hear the amusement in his voice, which is the only reason I don't start freaking out.


"You know it is extremely not socially acceptable to wake people up with blindfolds, right?"


"What society does and does not accept is the least of my worries, Piper."


He is not wrong there. Being the leader of a Bratva is probably pretty high on the list of things polite society would hold against him.


Briefly, I wonder what it says about me that I'm thrilled he's in bed next to me. Or what it says about me that we dida lotmore than sleep in this bed last night.


CHAPTER 80