LOGIN[ANASTASIA]Ever since I returned from the safe house, I knew I wasn’t about to sit still and look pretty.Not when Ivan was still fighting for his life.Not when the place we once called home no longer felt like home.Not without Ivan.I spent days after my return thinking about the same thing, ove
“Now?” I nod. “More than ever.”This new information gives way to a new expression on his face. Instead of looking super annoyed, he looks curious, suspicious—even careful, if that furrowed brow reveals anything.Good. He should be.Because the thing about moles? They’re not just rats in fancy coats
*One Week Later*[DIMITRI]“The shipments will be at the docks tonight, but you still haven’t decided who we’re sending?” Igor taunted, as he stood by the bar, holding an empty tumbler—something he’s been doing ever since he walked into my office—well, Ivan’s office, but that’s irrelevant. One would
After our fourth round of pure, wild sex, I have nothing left in me. Every ounce of energy drained, I barely manage to pull the sheets over myself before sleep claims me.When I wake hours later, the room is dim, the soft glow of my bedside lamp casting long shadows on the walls. My body feels heavy
[NADIA]“You’re here?” I say into the phone, clutching my books tightly to my chest as I glance around. “Where?”“Outside. Meet me when you’re done with your classes.”A wide grin spreads across my face, excitement bubbling inside me. “Oh, I’m done. And even if I wasn’t, I’d still run to you.”Dimit
The Ivan I know is strong. Unshakable. Even in the worst situations, he carries himself with a quiet, effortless confidence that makes you believe nothing could ever touch him.But the man lying in this hospital bed, surrounded by beeping machines and the sterile scent of antiseptic, looks nothing l
He just wished that his thoughts would be as easy to keep under control as his actions were. He was grateful when the car pulled up to the church where her brother’s funeral would be held. She sat there for a moment, looking lost and confused. Her hands were trembling, too, as she put her earbuds b
They got into his car. For a long moment, Dimitri just sat there, doing nothing. His hands were on the steering wheel but he continued to stare over the hood of the car. It was as if he was suddenly struggling to remember how to even drive the fucking car. It boggled him that he was struggling this
He would make sure to keep her safe, keep her out of danger and keep her from getting in trouble. And Dimitri would be damned if he would ever let a man touch her without his permission. Wait. What the fuck? Did he just think all that? Fuck. What was happening to him? Why was he getting all territ
Sidorov was just another person to die under his watch. He wasn’t the first, nor would he be the last. Dimitri was the underboss, one of the most powerful men in the entire Russian Mafia. He had been responsible for the lives and deaths of many others, and this death wouldn’t mean shit in the future







