The greatest shame is doing something wrong and feeling no guilt. The absence of guilt for my actions is my true crime against myself.
Anna.
Maxim Ivanov. The Russian Tiger.
One thing about Maxim…
He doesn’t ask.
He takes.
He is cold.
He is ruthless.
He didn’t ask for my body —he claimed it.
He didn’t ask for my soul—he possessed it.
But now I’ve found myself tangled in his deadly world,
And even though every instinct tells me to run…
I can’t.
Not from him. Not from his touch.
He keeps secrets from me. Dark secrets.
Then, the truth hits like a bullet.
So what do I do? Do I run?
Or do I stay next to the man who makes me feel alive and dead at the same time?
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Editor’s comment: this is a standalone dark mafia romance full of smut, spice, and steam.