Beneath His Empire ( In Bed With My Father's Killer)
My father’s death was ruled a suicide, but I knew it was murder.
The last word he left behind was a name: Volkov.
So I buried the girl I once was, built a new identity, and walked straight into the world of the man I believed had taken him from me.
Damian Volkov was everything one should fear—cold, brilliant, untouchable.
Yet the longer I stayed, the more I saw the fractures beneath his control.
Behind his silence lived a sorrow that mirrored mine.
I sought vengeance, but somewhere between hate and obsession, I fell for the man I swore to ruin.
Now I stand between the monster who ruined me and the only man I have ever truly loved.
Until a truth I never thought possible tore through every reason I had to hate him:
He is my stepbrother, born from a one-night stand my father could neither bury nor escape.