The girl races toward me, like a bird seeking shelter from the storm. She doesn’t realize I’m a far worse predator than the one she’s fleeing from.
I’m Dmitri Morozov, soon to be Pakhan of the most powerful Bratva in New York and St. Petersburg. People run from me, not to me. Women may edge close, drawn by my money or power.
But no one has ever sought protection in my arms before. She’s running down the hall of this luxury apartment building, desperately calling for me to save her.
This sweet girl doesn’t realize she’s raced into the jaws of a monster, but I’ll rain vengeance down on everyone who’s hurt her.
