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When Nikolai Romanov came looking for my brother, I emptied my savings hoping I could pay off his debt. But I didn't have even close to enough, so the bastard decided to take me instead. I didn't expect a Russian mafia boss like him to be gentle with me...and he wasn't. Not when he spanked me for daring to wear panties under the dress he chose for me, and certainly not when he stripped me out of that same dress and made me scream in his bed.

Arman Romanov has looked out for me since I was a little girl, yet now when I need him more than ever I can't stand the idea of accepting help from the son of a man my father betrayed. But it isn't up to me. A powerful mafia family is demanding that I pay my father's debts and Arman is the only one who can protect me, but that isn't the reason I'm sore, spent, and sleeping by his side tonight.

When Luka Romanov burst into the bar where I work to take care of some mafia business, I was still an innocent virgin. I woke up the next morning sore, spent, and feeling much less innocent. He tracked me down to punish me for trying to run from him, but it wasn't just his hard hand reddening my bare bottom that left me soaking wet and ready to be ruthlessly claimed. I was breathless and desperately in need the moment he pinned me to the wall and kissed me.

He didn't ask for my surrender. He took it. Maybe I let myself get a little too tipsy this evening, but I didn't expect to wake up next to a Russian mobster without my panties on. Fortunately, Maxim Volkov isn't here to ravage me. At least not tonight... He's made it his business to look out for...

The moment she walks into my club—dressed in a stolen uniform, carrying a tray of champagne—I know she doesn't belong. When I catch her in my office, stealing secrets, I give her a choice: tell me who sent her...or find out exactly what happens to those who cross a Volkov.

Today, I called him my fiancé. Tonight, I'll call him daddy. When I claimed to be Roman Romanov's fiancé, I just wanted a Russian to leave me alone at a club. I didn't know another bratva boss was upstairs at that very moment trying to get Roman to marry his daughter, and I definitely didn't...

I don't forgive debts. If you owe me, you pay. It's how I've built my empire. But Ellie doesn't come begging me for her father's life; she comes demanding an exchange. Her life for his. A deal is struck. I'm not a good man. I'm a beast, and my hunger for her will be fed. I will possess her. But there's more at play here than just the possession of a beauty. Secrets don't stay buried.

I took Azalea from her tower. She didn't come willingly, but she's not going anywhere. She's staying right where I have her - no matter her demands for freedom. Azalea thinks the world outside is full of wonder and beauty. She has no clue about the danger that lurks within every shadow - and hell if I don't want to keep her from finding out.

Dolly is a psychological thriller with a dark love story. It is completely standalone and does not have a cliffhanger.

Collect the girl. Speak some vows. Inherit the fortune. Nowhere in the requirements did it say anything about falling in love. Melinda thinks she’s just coming to grandma’s for dinner, but she’s wrong. She’s wrong about a lot of things. None of which is my business. The only business I have is to settle the open accounts on my uncle’s books, so I can collect my inheritance and move on with my life. Collecting Melinda in order to cross off her grandfather’s debt wasn’t hard, but she’s not exactly marching gracefully up to the auction block for me.

Vivienne Frost works tables at my club, but she's no ordinary waitress. She's smart-mouthed, dangerously beautiful, and entirely off-limits. She thinks she can outrun the past, hide behind a tray of drinks and pretty lies. But I've seen the bruises. I've heard the cracks in her voice. Her defiance doesn't push me away—it awakens a brutal kind of need in me, something that's been waiting to break free.

Hunting down Mira was supposed to be a simple assignment. She thought she could disappear—cover her tracks, hide behind false names and small towns—but I found her, and I intend to drag her back, kicking and screaming if necessary. But getting Mira home isn't easy. She fights like a cornered animal, desperate to escape the secrets she's hiding. Her defiance ignites something dark and possessive inside me, something that threatens the cold control I pride myself on. The longer we're together, the more I realize Mira isn't just a job—she's an obsession.