I wasn’t looking for Trouble. Then he found me anyway.
I’ve played a role my entire life. The glamorous movie starlet with the “it factor” smile. The perfect little Hollywood princess saying all the right lines.
That is, until a paparazzi crisis has me jumping onto the back of a complete stranger’s motorcycle headed who-knows-where.
But my sinfully gorgeous “hero” isn’t so heroic at all. Nikolai Antonov is one of the most brutal, vicious killers in the Russian Mob. I’m a princess on the run. He’s a hitman dodging the heat from an assassination.
And now, like it or not, I’m his—his captive. His prize. The object of his fierce, hungry gaze.