LOGINTen years ago, fourteen-year-old orphan Lumiere fled the ashes of a burning Italian villa with fifty euros, a broken memory, and a deadly bounty on her head. She escaped to the freezing streets of Helsinki, where she found what seemed like a miracle. A quiet bakery with an unbelievably cheap lease where she could finally build an ordinary life. For ten years, she baked bread, guarded her independence, and believed she had no one left in the world. She was wrong. The bakery she thought was her safe haven had been carefully arranged and secretly watched over by Mikael Koskivirta, the powerful billionaire who rules the Nordic underworld. He bought the building on the very day Lumiere signed the lease, quietly protecting her from the international cartels hunting the last surviving heir of a fallen mafia dynasty. Lumiere knows nothing about him until a corrupt municipal inspector storms into her bakery and threatens the life she has built. Then Mikael steps out of the shadows and ends the threat on her floorboards. In one terrifying moment, Lumiere's peaceful life is shattered. Her buried memories begin to surface, and she is pulled into Mikael's coastal fortress, where she learns that the danger chasing her has never truly disappeared. With rival Italian factions closing in and breaching their security systems, Mikael gives her an ultimatum: her quiet life is over. If she wants to survive the coming war, she must sign a binding marriage contract and take her place as queen of the Pohjola syndicate. But trusting Mikael may be just as dangerous as the people hunting her. Caught between her desperate need for freedom and the growing attraction she cannot ignore, Lumiere must decide whether to fight the dangerous man who has secretly shaped her world or trust him with her life.
View MoreMikael's POVThe blade went through the mercenary’s throat before the iron hatch could fully settle in its frame.I didn't hear him choke. I didn't care. I shoved his heavy body into the wall, wrenched my combat knife out of his flesh, and threw myself against the iron latch of the service door. It had been bolted from the inside. A heavy, dead mechanical thud echoed through the iron plate as I threw my shoulder against it once, twice, three times, until the steel frame groaned under the impact."Lumiere!" I roared into the dark gap, my voice tearing raw in my throat.Nothing answered except the howling wind trapped inside the chimney flues and the distant, dull crackle of burning tapestries in the master bedroom behind me.She was gone.The grey smoke inside the suite was thick, smelling of sulfur, burnt wool, and fresh copper. Three men lay broken on the floorboards behind me, their blood pooling in the cracks of the polished oak, soaking into the pages of the tape deck that had jus
Lumiere's POVMy father’s voice was still rasped out through the tinny speaker of the tape deck—a horrifying, impossible truth—when the bedroom door exploded inward.Splintered oak and metal fragments showered the Persian rug. The heavy mahogany chair we had wedged against the frame split in two, thrown across the room like matchsticks."Lumiere, down!" Mikael roared, his hand reaching out, his large fingers snagging the collar of my cardigan to haul me violently behind his broad frame.He didn't hesitate. His rifle came up, the barrel flashing in short, lethal pops that drove the first two men backward into the dark hallway. Blood splattered across the white doorframe, but more figures surged through the gap, their heavy tactical boots stomping over the fallen.Before I could raise my father’s pistol, a dull, metallic cylinder bounced across the floorboards, rolling to a stop right between my boots.A sharp pop echoed through the room, followed instantly by a thick, blinding cloud o
Lumiere's POVThe cold barrel pressed so hard into the base of my skull that my teeth clicked together."Don't move, girl," the mercenary growled, his voice muffled by a thick black tactical mask.Mikael didn't drop his rifle. In the flashing crimson light of the emergency lamps, his face turned into something terrifying—a mask of absolute, lethal ice. Slowly, agonizingly, he shifted his weight, his eyes locking onto the man standing behind me. The heavy silence between us stretched razor-thin, vibrating with a raw, unspoken terror. He wasn't thinking about the fortress, or the syndicate, or the ledger lying open on the floor. He was looking at the steel touching my skin."If you pull that trigger," Mikael said, his voice dropping into a low, quiet rasp that cut straight through the roaring wind, "you will not live long enough to hear her body hit the floor.""Try me, Koskivirta," the man sneered.I didn't wait for Mikael to make a move. The hair-trigger weight of my father's pistol w
Lumiere's POVThe harsh white glare of Hannu's flashlight pinned us to the bottom step, blinding me so completely that the dark shapes of the gallery blurred into jagged black smears."Lower the weapon, Hannu," Mikael said. His voice didn't shake. It dropped into a quiet, deadly register that vibrated straight through the palm he had pressed flat against my back. He didn't step away from me. If anything, he shifted half an inch to his left, using his broad shoulders to cover my head and chest from the top of the stairs."I didn't survive ten years in hiding to take orders from a Koskivirta," Hannu rasped. The snow melting off his heavy wool cloak dripped steadily onto the dark mahogany floor, tap, tap, tap, like a leaking pipe in an empty house. "Your father stole her family's name, Mikael. He locked her in this fortress to keep her silent, just like you're doing now.""He didn't lock me away!" I yelled into the glare, my voice raw and cracking. My fingers tightened around the custom
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