After a gunshot wound, Bratva king Maksim Volkov is treated by a nurse who never expects to matter to a man that cold, ruthless, and untouchable.
For months he has studied her from the shadows, and she only learns the truth when a late-night text warns her she is being followed—then admits he is the one on her heels.
He knows how she takes her coffee, how many hours she works, and how she still smiles before she enters a patient's room even when she is barely holding together.
Running would be the sane choice, yet this feared king is also the first person since her brother's death to notice the woman behind that smile, to keep her safe at once, and to tease a laugh out of her over the phone.
When someone else decides she is hiding something worth killing for, Maksim swears she will not be touched, because the Bratva king was never just watching her—he was already obsessed.
