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 question sounds like a trick, but yes. That's exactly what I want.

He can't really be this angry, can he? Right now, I can forgive him. Our fight felt like a big deal at the time. Now, I know there are bigger issues, Benjamin's safety being a huge one. But Timofey was still in the wrong. He lied to me and threw money around to get my father out of my life. If either of us has reason to be upset, it's me.

"We can move forward." I swallow down my nerves and jump into the vulnerability. "I don't want things between us to be fake, Timofey. I want to be with you. I want to make things work."

He grabs my chin and tilts my face up. I want to stand up so we're at eye level. So I can see if what I've said is landing, if it's breaking through his battle armor.

Then his hold turns to iron, and all I want is to get away.

CHAPTER 88