Overview

He's thirty-seven. Merciless. The consigliere of the Volkov Bratva. And five years ago, he looked me in the eye and told me to get out. I was twenty-two. Four weeks pregnant. Dancing barefoot in his kitchen. He dropped cash on the counter beside the candles I'd lit for him. Showed me a photograph of another woman with her hand on his chest. Said he was tired of pretending. So I left. New city. New name on the bakery door. A son he'd never know. Then my mother's heart gave out. I came home to Chicago. And Maxim Sokolov walked through the hospital door. Grey at the temples. Hands that have ended men and never shook. A voice like stone wrapped in silk. ""You have my son."" ""You lost the right to call him that five years ago."" ""I am not asking, Tasha."" One reckless, against-the-wall, hands-in-my-hair night five years ago... That's all it was supposed to be. Until assassins followed me off the highway with my son in the back seat... Until Maxim put two rounds through a windshield at sixty miles an hour... And carried my whole family inside the walls of a compound I swore I'd never walk into. His wing. His bed. His rules. The consigliere of the Volkov Bratva doesn't ask permission. He decides. Now the man who's been writing my name on cards wants me silenced... The boy in his enemy's chair needs a family... And the Bratva daddy who shattered me to keep me alive? Has decided I'm never walking out again. Because Maxim Sokolov doesn't just take back what was always his. He buries anyone who reaches for it. Reader's Note: A full-length standalone second chance Bratva romance. Tropes: secret baby, age gap, woman on the run, scorching forced proximity inside a Bratva compound, morally grey alpha consigliere, found family, fake breakup reveal. Scorching heat. Heart-pounding danger. No cheating. No cliffhangers. Guaranteed HEA.

Full Product Details

9798195863845

Table of Contents

Reviews

Author Information

Tab Content 6

Countries Available