Watching Anastasia

Anastasia Markova has spent her life slipping through the cracks-sharp mind, steady hands, and a past she refuses to let anyone read. She knows better than to get close. Better than to trust. Better than to be seen.

But then there's Nikolai Volkov-quiet menace in a tailored suit, the Bratva's coldest heir, the man whose name is spoken like a warning. Calculated. Controlled. Deadly.

And unfortunately for her, impossibly drawn to the one girl who refuses to fear him.

A single mistake drags Anastasia into Nikolai's world of power, bloodlines, and whispered threats. And once she's in, he makes it clear:

He won't let her slip away.

She's the spark he shouldn't touch.
He's the danger she was raised to avoid.
But together, they ignite something neither of them can control.

Enemies watch. Secrets rise. And every step deeper into his shadows blurs the line between protection and possession.

This isn't just a romance.
It's a war with a heartbeat.

"He said my name like he'd owned it long before he ever spoke it.

I wasn't supposed to be in the gallery after hours.
I wasn't supposed to feel watched.
And he wasn't supposed to know my name.

But Nikolai is a man the shadows follow-dangerous, obsessed, and far too interested in me.

He calls it fate.
I call it something I should fear.

The only problem?
I didn't run fast enough."