Nikolai Stepanov is not hospital security.
He is a scarred Bratva enforcer guarding her patient from whoever set the man on fire, and he does not flinch when the nurse raises a fire extinguisher to his chest.
The scars he expects to turn her away do not make her look aside.
She should fear the killer at that door, yet she keeps finding reasons to walk past it.
Six years ago he buried three brothers after a fire and swore he would never let anyone close enough to bury again, but the men who lit that fire are now hunting the Bratva bodyguard she is falling for.
