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'm feeling quite honored because this is the first anyone has done with either of you in over a year. Since before Viktorov Industries went up in flames." The reporter widens her eyes and takes us both in—the three of us, actually. "Since before you had a baby, too. Congratulations, by the way. He's an angel."

Piper adjusts Samuil in her arms. "Thank you. Hopefully, he'll stay sleeping just like this so you keep that opinion of him. You'd think differently if you were here last night."

"Not a sound sleeper?" the reporter asks.

Piper lowers her chin, eyebrow arched. "Monica, when I tell you he did not sleep for a single minute all night, I mean it literally."

"We could have rescheduled. I would have understood! Especially around this time of year." She gestures to the towering Christmas tree to our right. "It's a busy season."

CHAPTER 124