Hidden Heir

I'm supposed to be selling flowers, not my body.
But when the Irish mafia kicks down my door at midnight,
I learn my brother's addiction has a price tag: $750,000.

Pay up or watch my daughter die.

There's only one man who can save us.
The same man who took me raw and left me breathless four years ago.
The same man whose daughter I've been hiding. Leontiy Koval.
The most feared Bratva boss in New York.
Ruthless. Commanding. Eighteen years my senior.

I still remember how his hands felt on my body.
How he commanded me to submit.
How I begged for more.

But what I didn't know then was that those same hands torture people for a living.

Now my flower shop is ashes.
My babysitter's throat has been slit.
And Leon's dark eyes still make me wet, even as they promise violence to anyone who threatens what's his.

He offers me a deal: be his forever, and he'll make my problems disappear.
What he doesn't know is that our daughter has his eyes.
What I don't know is that his family business trades in human flesh.

When my brother sells us out to save his own skin,
We end up chained in a basement, bleeding and broken.
And I realize too late—the only chance we have to survive Is the truth I've been desperate to hide.

"She's yours, Leon. Our daughter is yours."

Now he's ready to paint New York red with Irish blood.
And God help me, there's nothing more intoxicating than watching a dangerous man kill for his family.
For us.