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 scowls, his hands curling around my neck and tangling in my hair. "Those leeches have sucked the life out of you, Piper. You give everything you have to everyone—your family, your friends, the kids you work with. But there has to be something left for you at the end of the day."


The words are simple, but they bring a fresh wave of tears.


"Stop crying," he orders, a hopeless kind of laugh laced in his words.


"Stop saying that," I counter. "You're making it worse."


My dad typically took me crying as a sign of success. Once I was in tears, he had what he wanted. The fact Timofey wants me to stop only makes me like him more.


Maybe he's right. Maybe I should figure out how to pull back on all the assistance I offer the people in my life.


Timofey throws up his hands. "You are a fucking mystery, woman. What are you thinking?"


CHAPTER 81