What happens when you infiltrate the Russian mafia and end up falling for the wrong man?
SLOANE
My best friend is married to the most dangerous mobster in Las Vegas. And she’s being held against her will.
At least that’s what the FBI wants me to believe.
My mission: move to Las Vegas, pretend I just want to be close to Harper, and gather evidence to destroy the Morozov empire from the inside.
Simple enough. Except for Dimitri.
The Pakhan’s younger brother. Covered in scars and tattoos. Temperamental. Sarcastic. Lethal. And so fucking attractive it should be illegal.
I’m supposed to hate him. And I do. I hate his arrogance, his biting comments, the way he looks at me as if he can see right through my facade.
But when we’re alone, when he backs me against a wall and his voice drops to a dangerous whisper, my entire plan goes straight to hell.
If he finds out who I really am, I’m dead.
If he doesn’t find out... I’m going to lose something much worse than my life.
I’m going to lose my heart. To the only man who could never forgive me.
DIMITRI
The redhead is lying.
I don’t know exactly about what, but every instinct that’s kept me alive in this business is screaming that Sloane Murphy is hiding something.
She appears out of nowhere, moves to Las Vegas "for Harper", and expects me to buy it. Yeah, right.
I should investigate her. Intimidate her. Make her disappear before she becomes a problem.
But there’s a catch: every time I try to scare her, she stands up to me. Every time I corner her, those green eyes defy me instead of fearing me. And every damn time we’re in the same room, the tension between us threatens to burn down all of Las Vegas.
I don’t trust her. But fuck if I don’t want her.
And when Dimitri Morozov wants something, he takes it.
Even if uncovering her secrets means destroying the only real thing I’ve felt in my entire life.
"Insufferable Enemy" is the second book in the Morozov Bratva series. Enemies to lovers, obsessive mobster, lies, burning passion, and a guaranteed happily ever after (HEA).
