Novels by Riah Legend

Nikolai’s POV“That's not right.” I vehemently said.Sophia looked up from the laptop and directly at me, her eyes carrying a hint of sadness.“Niko...”“No.”I slammed the laptop shut.There was no way Petrov was the mole.Some things didn't add up, and I was ready to question everyone, but he wasn't one of them.Not in a billion years would I doubt Petrov’s loyalty.He worked for my father. He had sat at our table and stayed long after my father died, even when being associated with the Lev name meant nothing anymore.And now I was supposed to believe he had been stealing from me and possibly leaking information to Moretti, of all people.Bullshit. I call bullshit.“Maybe there's a reasonable explanation for all this,” Sophia offered. “Although that's highly unlikely. You've seen the records.”“I saw his name. That's all it is.”“Yeah, his name is attached to almost four hundred thousand dollars in suspicious payments.”“I know what I saw. No need to remind me.”“Clearly, you need r

Nikolai’s POVI was starting to regret giving my wife a job. Not because she was bad; itThat would have made things a whole lot easier for me. The problem was that Sophia Rossi, or should I say, Sophia Lev, technically, was currently sitting across from me in my office, looking way too comfortable and far too pleased with herself as she explained why the decision I had made twenty minutes ago was apparently dumb. Her words, not mine.So far so good, I was enjoying my view. A little too much.“You'll lose money if you handle things this way.” She said boldly in her little black dress. It was a little too corporate for my liking, but it was also the right amount of sexy. “I won't.” “You will.”“I've been running this business for years, Sophia.”“And apparently no one has ever told you when you're wrong.” She shrugged and paired it well with her signature eye roll.I slowly lowered the document in my hand, and I leaned back in my chair. We had been going at this for a while now.She

Sophia’s POVI asked him to stop, even though I desperately wanted him. I asked him to stop.That night was all I could think about. I could still feel his hand travel up my thighs when I closed my eyes, and every thought had me weak in the knees.I wanted him. I badly wanted him. So why did I ask him to stop?He had avoided dinner with me tonight, as he had all week. And it didn't help that I had to endure Petra's company tonight. She had this annoying knack of walking around like she owned the place. I would have to use my perk as Niko’s wife to get her kicked out of here. I’ve had just about enough of her snide comments.I had also had enough of Niko’s clear attempts to avoid me, which was why I was currently marching off to his office.The door was slightly ajar when I got there; I took a little peek in, and there he was. The low light crossed across the arches of his face, lighting up his jawline like he was posing for the front page of a magazine.Papers were spread across his

Nikolai’s POVI forced my focus back on the business at hand. Moretti.It was either that or drowning in thoughts of Sophia and that night. It had been three days, and she had been doing a great job of avoiding me, or maybe the reverse was the case.Every lead from the last three days pointed us in the same direction. We had a mole, someone with access to the security rotation schedules, someone who knew our every move. Someone who knew the blind spots of the mansion, and everything else in between.I tapped my fingers loudly against the table. “This isn't random. Whoever’s feeding Moretti information has the same clearance as the men who walk my perimeter.”Jack leaned against the table, arms crossed. “Or…and hear me out " He shrugged. “This person could be the woman who now roams the mansion like she owns the place.”I looked up slowly, seething. “Say that again.”He let out a sigh. “Just think about it. She's sleeping in your bed, walking the halls, and every time we talk, she's c

Sophia’s POV“Please be careful. I can't lose you.”Those words left my lips before I could stop them. What was I thinking?I couldn't believe I had said that, but I couldn't take it back now.I turned my head to the side, my chin rubbing against my shoulder.I wanted the ground to swallow me whole.As if this day from hell couldn't get any worse, I had to go and say something so stupid. After hiding away for what felt like ages, I finally looked up at Niko. His eyes perked up in either amusement or… it was definitely amusement. I had made a fool of myself in front of him.First at the bookstore, where he literally had to protect me and get himself shot in the process, and now here.“Sophia Grace Rossi.” He spewed my entire name with a silly smile on his face. “Did you just say you don't want to lose me?”“How do you know my middle name?”He let out a soft chuckle. “I know everything about you, Soph.”I watched his face light up. The man had just been shot, and here he was smiling.

Nikolai’s POVEverything happened too fast. When the first shot cracked through the glass, my first thought was Sophia. I had to keep her safe. No matter the cost.I moved without a second thought, wrapping one arm around her waist and the other over her head as I dragged her down behind the marble-stained table. Shards of glass fell across the floor like hardened raindrops. Then there was another bullet.The sound of people panicking was all I could hear; I could barely even hear myself think.“Stay down,” I ordered Sophia. She fidgeted under my arms.“We have to help them.” Even with panic in her eyes, she seemed to care more about the people around her than herself.“Stay down, Sophia,” I ordered, my voice flatter than the last time as I began to reach for the gun inside my holster. I pulled away from Sophia as she trembled in place. I needed to make sure the shooters were gone. Slowly looking through the corner of the shattered windows, the sound of panic and fired-up engines