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

For Piper's sake, I was going to let Noelle live.

As it turns out, though, a vital part of that plan was never seeing Noelle ever again. Because the moment I lay eyes on her, huddled in bed like the sad, helpless victim she definitely isn't, I want to wring her traitorous neck.

Piper stands up and shifts between me and Noelle, as if that bitch needs shielding. As ifI'mthe threat in this situation.

"Timofey, calm down. I came here on my own. Noelle didn't—"

"I'm not here because I thought you were kidnapped."

"I'm here because you're a fucking fool."

Rage is boiling up inside of me. My hands are shaking with the sheer desire to crush Noelle's throat and drag Piper out of here.

The fact that she would walk out of my office—a safe place where she was guarded and secure—and walk into this pit with this… this hyena…

Why does she trust her more than me?

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