INICIAR SESIÓN[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
She furrows her brow harder, glancing away for a second, as if double-checking if that’s what she’s really saying, before locking eyes with me again. “Yep, I am. Are you going to deny it?” She challenges, and I can’t help but shake my head. “So you think I’m out here flirting with every woman I me
Ms. Stepanova swallows and nods frantically, standing up. “Of course. Thanks for your time, Mr. Volkov. Please say hello to Mrs. Volkova.” And then she hurries out of the bar, leaving me alone to finally exhale the breath I’ve been holding. Twenty years. That’s how long it has been since my brothe
[IVAN] “I hope this clears up everything,” Zarubina Stepanova says—the headmistress of Moscow’s Imperial Boys’ School—bringing my attention back to hers. Let’s just say, it’s been impossible to focus on anything other than my wife looking like a walking death sentence to my sanity. It’s been more
When he greeted me with a kiss on my hand during our first meeting, my first thought was how it would feel to be held by a powerful man like him. And how crazy it would be to not just be held but to be loved… “Here you go,” the familiar voice of the barmaid breaks me out of my thoughts. I lift my h







