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

I wake up to a muffled voice and darkness.

Then light slices through my eyelids like a knife. I wince, covering my eyes with my arm.

"Rise and shine, princess," Timofey croons in my ear. "We're about to land."

I blink slowly and glance over to him. He's sitting in the seat next to me.Of course he is.His clothes seem completely unruffled after our ten hours of travel, but his eyes are bloodshot.

I don't even want to guess what I look like.

The pilot's voice crackles over the intercom, but my high school Spanish is limited to "Dónde está el baño?",and even that is shaky some days. Point is, I have no idea what he's saying.

"I fell asleep." Good Lord, my mouth feels like it's been stuffed with cotton balls.

"Lying really takes the energy right out of you." It almost sounds like he's joking, but I know better. I think.

CHAPTER 95