Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance
Dallas Ryanhangman's alleynightmare alleyfalling into the darknessdiagon alley shops
It was just the shadow of an animal or something.
Walking to the cherry bookcases, she allowed her fingers to trace over all the beautiful book covers, surprised at the wide range of genres on display--mysteries, classics, even a romance or two. Her lips quirked up at that. She did not see Nicolai as a romance reader.
Plucking one of these romances off the shelf, she retired to the incredibly comfy looking double armchair in front of the fire, intending to read for a few minutes before Nickolai got there and they could explore the promised bath together.