I never asked for an assistant, and if I had, I definitely would not have chosen her.
With her sharp tongue and lack of discipline, what she needs is a firm hand, not a job.
The more she tests my limits, the more tempted I am to bend her over my knee.
As a Russian Mafia boss and owner of Chicagos most elite gambling club, I cant afford distractions from her antics.
Or her secrets.
For I suspect, my innocent new assistant is hiding something.
And I know just how to get to the truth.
Its high time she understands who holds the power in our relationship.
To ensure I get what I desire, Ill keep her close, controlling her every move.
Except I am no longer after information—I want her mind, body and soul.
She underestimated the stakes of our dangerous game and now owes a heavy price.
Shes mine now.
Mine.
