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

"Okay, so you can kill a man but you can't talk about it?" she asks.

"Since when do you care about Rodion?" I start to ask.

The moment the words are out of my mouth, I follow them across the room. I move so quickly Piper doesn't have time to back away or protect herself. She just flattens against the wall as I shove my hand down the front of her jeans.

"What are you—" She slaps at my arm and kicks at my ankle. "Get off!"

I don't feel anything, so I yank her shirt up. Her stomach is flat and bare. "You're not wearing a wire."

She squeals and squirms until I let her shirt drop. Her hands settle protectively across her stomach. "Why in the hell would I be wearing a wire?"

"To get me sent to prison. You have the connections. Your friend's boyfriend is in the FBI."

CHAPTER 92