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
“Nikolai,” I whimper, not sure if I’m begging for more or mercy. Maybe both. My hands fly to his hair, and I grab a handful of his strands, tugging hard as I desperately try to hold on to something. White light explodes behind my eyelids and my pulse thrums between my legs as he works me in ways I
My father tries to speak, but all that comes out is a choked cough. He looks up at Nikolai, and for the first time since I've known my father, I see hatred burn brightly in his eyes. "You shot at me." He accused, but Nikolai doesn't flinch. "Be thankful that's the only thing I did." He says, "The
I can't think. I can't breathe. My mind is on a freaking high right now with no signs of coming down. All I can do is feel—feel the way his tongue strokes me, the way his fingers dig into my thighs, anchoring back to him when I float away from his touch. Blood rushes in my ear and I twist harder
Ava The words hit me like a slap, the coldness of them slicing through the tense atmosphere between us. For a moment, I can’t breathe, can’t think. I just stare at him, my father, who has never once been anything close to the man I needed him to be. "Money?" I repeat, the incredulity dripping from







