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 meant what I said about Viktorov Industries. The place can fucking burn.

But as I climb out of the shower, I feel the gnawing urge to do something.I've never been good at sitting still, but that's all I've been doing for the last twenty-four hours.

I don't regret letting Piper rest. And I'll never regret a single second spent buried in her silky vanilla skin and warmth. Still, none of that eases the restlessness in my bones.

Maybe I could go to the gala. Making a scene in front of all those know-nothing suits might make me feel better.

Then I step into the bedroom and find Piper balled in on herself, softly sobbing in bed.

"Piper?" I'm across the room in an instant, my hand on her back. "What is it?"

She sits up and swipes at her eyes. It almost seems like she's surprised to see me. "It's nothing. I'm being silly."

"This doesn't look silly, Piper. It looks sad. What happened? What—"

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