Peach McCoy
It's fun to dance with the devil until he drops you during a leap. At first, I'd thought this devil was none other than the Don of the Russian Bratva, Viktor Makarovich. He was hunting me down for hacking into his mafia's secret network and knowing a little too much about his little illegal fraternity. He caught me, I escaped and this was the dance I thought would get me killed but someone wants us both dead now. The beat of the music has changed and we have to dance together and not against each other if we want to find the guilty party and be alive to tell the tale.
There's something about Viktor that lights a spark in me I thought was long gone. The thing is, what I wish we could have cannot happen while we move to what might be the end of our song. I'm smart and I can figure out how to hack into anything I want but for some reason... I only want to know The Code To A Don's Heart.
Viktor Makarovich
I was just supposed to track down a hacker. It was my way to get away from the Bratva for a while because since my dad and older brother were dead, the mafia was mine. I didn't want it. I just wanted to hunt, kill and protect under someone else's rule but... things have changed. The woman I thought I was going to kill somehow became my only accomplice. Someone wants me- us- dead and I'm sure I know who but the deeper I dig into the affairs of what is now my Bratva, the more unsure I become.
The connection I feel to Peach isn't helping. For the first time in what seems like forever, I'm more focused on keeping her alive than myself. She challenges me, pushes me to my limits and being around her is more of a high than I've ever felt on a hunt. She doesn't know it but that great mind of hers, in her words, is finding The Code To A Don's Heart.
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48 Kapitel
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Rosalina, 24 year old whose family was just killed by her abusive Fiancé, escapes to New York where she gets sent to live with old best friend and Mafia Boss, Alec Salvatore. 27 year old Alec, a cold and dark man who would stop at nothing to have things his way. He was cruel and manipulative but when Rose got involved, that all changed.
Not knowing that she might've traded one problem for an even bigger one.
"No strings attached." He licks his lips and I don't think I've ever wanted anything more then I do right now.
"No feelings." I add.
"Good because I can't get your pretty little body out of my head." He growls, placing more kisses to my jawline.
He can't get me out of his head.
I suppress a smile from spreading on my lips. "So is that a yes?" He reaches down under my shirt, grabbing my breast. My back arches, slightly for him.
God, this isn't good....but it feels too good to stop. His hands feel so intoxicating on my body. I just want more. More touching, more of him.
"Rosalina, I need words." He demands, kissing me. Placing my arms around his neck as I play with his hair, "What would happen if I said yes?" I tease.
"It means you are mine to please and vice versa. Something we both want." He says, his body towering over mine.
Both want....
His hands on my breast, kneading and playing with me. I feel like I'm going to explode. "No strings attached." I reiterate, my lips lingering right below his.
"No feelings'.' He responds, almost too quickly. "Think you can handle that?"
"Yes.''
I lied. We both did.
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