His hand was wrapped around my throat, and I couldn't breathe. Whatever air I was getting was thin as hell, borrowed, barely enough to keep me from blacking out. And his face was right there, way too fucking close...so close all I could smell was cedar, whiskey, and that familiar scent of him that pissed me off even more. "You blocked me on everything." His voice came out low and rough, but there was something cracked underneath it. Something he was fighting like hell to keep buried. His thumb pressed harder against the side of my throat. My hands flew to his forearm, fingers digging into his flesh, but that shit was solid as stone. He didn't even flinch. "So I wouldn't catch you." His jaw flexed and he clenched his teeth hard. Those gray eyes searched mine, and somehow, it wasn't anger staring back at me anymore. It was worse than anger. "When you spread your legs for another man." He dragged every word out slow, deliberate, his voice damn near a whisper. "Hm, mama?" My chest rose hard against his. "Do you like seeing me like this?" His forehead dropped against mine. His voice cracked, just barely, and I swear to God, I had never heard that sound come out of Viktor Ascher in fourteen damn years. "I'm about to lose my fucking mind, Ayanna." His grip loosened. Just the slightest. "Please." The word brushed against my face, so quiet I almost thought I imagined it. "Baby." He let out another shaky breath. "Please don't do this shit to me." I had never heard this man say please. Not since 10 years of marriage. Fourteen months after signing the divorce papers, Viktor Ascher cannot watch his ex-wife breathe without making it his business. He said he didn't want her, but now regrets ever uttering those words. He can't stomach another man touching what his hands still remember. And in his mind Ayanna is still his.

Her dads best friend , an obsession and an opportunity to take whats his.

- 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 -𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇- a twenty-eight-year-old ruthless, cold-hearted, violent, psychopath killer, and vicious Russian Mafia boss and his sidekick of a brother, falls for two young wealthy girls who are sisters and won the Miss America Title. The sisters don't want them, but the brothers 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 take no for an answer. what happens when the brother's patience is running low on waiting for the girls to accept the fact that they are 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃?

BOOK 1 | 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙀 ♕ GIOVANNI VITIELLO lost the love of his life three years ago...or so he thinks. Now living a life shrouded by the Famiglia's darkness, he's become ruthless; an empty shell with a black hole where his heart used to be. But what he doesn't know won't hurt him...right? ♕ KALANI MORETTI has lived the last three years constantly looking over her shoulder in fear. Why? Because all this time she's been forced to remain hidden, but not for her safety alone. If Giovanni were to unveil the truth, he would stop at nothing to make her his again. Absolutely nothing. But what he doesn't know is that this time, there's a bigger price at stake. Much, 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 bigger. One which could cost them their lives infinitely. © blackbqrbie

SEQUEL TO WICKED GAMES Eliana trusted Reid with her life. He betrayed her without ever meaning to. Eliana learned control because losing it nearly got her killed. Reid lives in fear of the monster that can be turned loose inside his head-of loving her and still being used as a weapon against her. When their paths collide again, love isn't enough to guarantee a second chance. Some hearts don't survive the things they've been through. Will they fight their way back to each other-or lose each other for good? With new and old enemies lurking in their shadows, anything could happen.