FAZER LOGINThis book is officially over. I can't believe I finished it. There were times I wanted to give up. Times I did at some point, but for some reason, I always found the energy to push through. I want to thank everyone who gave this book a chance. Without you, this book wouldn't be as successful as it
“Nikolai, I- ouch” She takes a step towards me and then stops, her face twisting into a grimace. I'm at her side in an instant, my hands around her shoulder, steadying her, “What's wrong?” I ask, my gaze scanning her carefully. My eyes land on the thin ragged line on her knee. The edges are raw, a
To be honest I wouldn't blame her if she did. She’d just seen me torture information out of a man. A man who deserves every bit of pain I dished out to him and more but still. Ava wasn’t used to this. She wasn’t used to seeing other people suffer. I was. I thought I could shield her from the darknes
Nikolai There's a solid second that follows after I see her, where the two of us just stare at each other, neither one of us willing to break contact first. Fuck. She wasn't supposed to be here. How the hell did she even find this place? "Ava, wait," Her eyes widened, a flicker of panic cross
I don’t. My pulse dips, and my heart rate spikes. The passageway is dark and the light seeping in from the library barely serves as an adequate lighting source. I whip out my phone and turn on the flashlight, barely containing the scream that threatens to erupt from my throat, when I see a roach s
The drawing is far from perfect, but it's perfect enough to make Kira smile, and that's enough for me. “Do you think Papa will like it?” I smile softly, brushing a strand of her dark hair away from her face. "I think your papa will love it.” Kira's smile brightens even more. The door to the
Ava Anger does not even begin to cover the synonyms of emotions that coursed through my veins when I woke up the next morning. Alone. Nikolai was nowhere to be found, and after a few disgruntled attempts at reaching for him on his side of the bed, I realised the horrible truth. I'd been aband
Ava The bed is warm when I stir awake. I instinctively reach out my hand, only to be met with the softness of the pillow barrier I'd created last night and - Surprise Surprise - an empty bed. I frown, sitting up, my eyes surveying the expanse of the mattress noting the rumpled sheets and the faint
I poke my tongue to the side of my cheek. How adequate. My gaze drifts over the glass case set into the far wall, where watches and cufflinks glint under the soft lighting of the closet. My feet move on their own accord until I'm standing in front of the case, and I gawk because there are no othe
Nikolai and I hadn't said a word to each other since we boarded his private jet but like Kat mentioned, I'd felt his gaze steadily boring a hole into the back of my neck. To be honest, I thought I'd be the one avoiding him after last night but being the one avoided made me feel strangely terrible.







