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 haven't been in the bedroom since before we left for the airport this morning.

The sheets are still in the tangle we left them in last night. The scent of her clings to my skin. I should wash it away, but I'm not quite ready to get rid of the reminder.

I asked Piper to help me forget. But how do I walk away from the night we had? How do I forget the way she said my name while I filled her?

She claimed some deep, unseeable part of me while I claimed her. I'm not sure if that's something I can forget or get back.

But telling her to leave was the right call. Shit is complicated enough without sorting through the mess of my feelings for her. Without trying to figure out why she hasn't told me about the baby. Is she even having my baby? I haven't given much thought to her options, and it's just now sinking in that she might not want to carry my child to term. What ties the sickening knot low in my gut is knowing that I can't blame her.

CHAPTER 102