Maya runs away from home, escaping an arranged marriage to an unfamiliar city-Chicago. Attacked and robbed of everything, she's left with nothing-no money, no safety, no hope. When a strip club poster catches her eye, Maya makes a decision: one night on stage could earn her enough for a room, maybe even a way to survive. Instead, she meets Roman Volkov. Cold, ruthless, and untouchable, Roman is the Mafia boss who owns the city's underworld. He makes her an offer: one night with him, and she'll have more money than she knows what to do with. It should be simple. Just a deal. Just one night in Chicago with a man she'll never see again. But when the sun rises, Maya learns the truth: No one spends just one night with Roman Volkov.
もっと見るMaya"Wait... Why aren't you eating?" I broke the lingering silence in the kitchen, my voice slightly unsteady. My heart was still racing from Roman's touch, from the way his intense gaze had burned into me.I dropped my fork, my eyes flickering between my almost-finished breakfast and Roman, who still had his eyes locked on me—unblinking, his lips curved into a small, knowing smile.Something about that smile sent a chill down my spine."Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked, my throat tightening.Roman leaned forward, resting his elbow on the counter. His gaze darkened with amusement as he stared at me even harder, as if he were enjoying some secret joke."Did you... poison my food? Is that why you're not eating?" The words felt thick and heavy as they left my mouth, my stomach twisting at the possibility.The thought gnawed at me.I had foolishly fallen into his trap before.Roman tilted his head, his smirk deepening. "What if I did?"My blood turned to ice."Do you think I
MayaI hate him. I hate Roman Volkov. I hate how he makes me feel, how he ignites power in my body with a single touch. And I hate even more how my body always betrays me, reacting to his dangerous charms. The moisture between my legs when he brushed his fingers over my front didn't get any better. Because as soon as we arrived home, Roman pulled off his shirt and tossed it onto the couch. And for the life of me, I couldn't tear my gaze away from his bare chest."You're free to take a picture," he spoke up, his deep voice hitting my chest like a storm."There's nothing to stare at!" I spat, rolling my eyes. I bit my bottom lip as the pain from my ankle hit me. If I hadn't offered to help Tonny fetch a bucket of ice from the cold room, and if I hadn't been so distracted thinking about what Susan was doing in Roman's office, maybe I wouldn't have tripped and sprained my ankle along the way.And maybe I wouldn't have allowed him to carry me in his arms. It was hard to keep my breathing s
RomanLife has a way of shaping a man—breaking him, remolding him, and carving him into something unrecognizable. I've seen it firsthand. Felt it. Lived it.I wasn't always this man. The one people fear. The one whose name alone makes men tremble and women whisper. Once upon a time, I was just a boy who wanted to be seen. To be acknowledged. To be enough. But life doesn't grant wishes. It teaches lessons. And mine came in the form of blood, betrayal, and survival.I learned quickly that weakness gets you killed. That loyalty is a fleeting illusion. That power is the only thing that keeps a man breathing. I built myself from the ruins of the boy I used to be, trading innocence for ruthlessness, compassion for control.And now, I stand as the man I was forced to become. Untouchable. Unforgiving. Unshaken.Picking up my business phone from the desk, I dialed a number. I keep my business and personal affairs separate, and this phone exists for one reason—to handle things efficiently."Hel
Maya"This is our dressing room. Make sure all outfits are arranged on their racks. If you need any assistance, you know where to find me."I didn't miss the sarcasm in her voice. The way she was looking at me—not in a good way—almost pushed me into asking if she was one of her boss's fuck buddies. I had seen the way she fixed her eyes on Roman when we walked into the club earlier.I didn't really care whether she liked me or not—it didn't matter if no one in the club fancied me. I was here for myself, not to impress anyone.Including the owner of the club—Roman Volkov—who thought he could control me. We hadn't really said a word to each other since last night's conversation, or rather, I hadn't allowed him to see through me again.It was a mistake to let him see how much I wanted freedom. How much I wanted to do things for myself instead of having them done or handed to me. I had allowed him to see my vulnerability, and I hated how he looked at me—with pity.I didn't want to be pitie
RomanKissing Maya felt like the first time all over again. The way everything around me faded into silence. The way my blood pumped furiously as I sucked the life out of her soft lips.It was only the second time, yet it took every ounce of restraint not to strip her bare and fuck her senseless—right here, on my desk.Fuck. If I don't pull away now, I would do it. The throbbing of my cock was a brutal reminder of what Maya did to me just by being close. I barely know everything about this woman, yet she was already clouding every rational thought in my brain.I fought with my inner demons, urging myself to back off. This wasn't the right time to fuck a woman—not when I had unfinished business with the boys.But at some point, I stopped caring.Just having my hands wrapped around her waist was enough to wreck my self-control.A low moan slipped from the back of her throat, and fuck, that sound alone was enough to drive me insane. There was no doubt—she was lost in the kiss.Her nails
MayaMy sleep was short. I slept with one eye open, fearing Roman would bust into the room. The thought of him being just on the other side of the cold walls didn't stop different thoughts from running through my head.All negative thoughts.I had cussed myself several times for coming back to the man I was supposed to run far away from. But after seeing my fiancé's cousin, I knew I had nowhere to hide. I had no choice but to run back to the stranger who had my body quivering just from his gaze.Should I even call Damien my fiancé? To my father, he was more like a special flower in his garden.What could his cousin be doing in Chicago? Did my father send him to look for me? Because I was sure my father wouldn't take the situation lightly. He wouldn't stop until I was back home. I could practically picture the devastated look on my mother's face when she realized all her dreams and preparations for giving me the perfect wedding were no longer going to happen.And I sure as hell didn't
Roman"Do you want me to go after her, sir?" Leo's question cut through my train of thought. I heard him crystal clear but continued scrolling through the club report in front of me. Leo knew better than to repeat his question. My silence was enough of an answer."She will come back," I said shortly, dropping the iPad on the coffee table. "Palermo has his attention on the south shiphouse now. We need to move before he gets suspicious.""I thought we opened up the south shiphouse to divert his attention from the Denbo basement. You know it carries everything we're working for."I work with strategy and time. The Denbo basement was indeed our first operation and our secret hideout. Palermo had never really bothered about what I do outside of work. His only concern is getting the paperwork done and having his bank account loaded with money.One of the things I learned while serving Palermo was that loyalty is a thin thread. It can be cut at any moment. But power? Power is different. If y
Maya I didn't know what to say. His words were still hanging in the air like an electric charge, buzzing through my veins. I couldn't escape the feeling that he wasn't just talking about me—he was talking about himself. That arrogant, unsettling confidence of his wasn't just a shield; it was a weapon.I should have walked out. I should've turned on my heel, grabbed my bag, and left him standing there with that smirk on his face. But something kept me rooted to the spot, my feet glued to the ground as if I'd been paralyzed by the gravity of his words."You like trouble?" I finally managed, my voice quieter than I intended, but it made shivers ran down my spine. I couldn't help it—I was angry, confused, and, despite everything, a little intrigued.His gaze darkened, his smirk deepened. "You don't know the half of it, Maya. But you will."His words were like a challenge I couldn't ignore. I didn't know whether to be scared or furious, so I settled for both. "I didn't ask for any of this
RomanI watched her closely. The way her hands curled into fists at her sides, as she stared me down—she was trying to appear fearless. Bold. But I could see right through her. Fear wasn't something you could hide, not from me."Sorry, I'm no one's property," she had said. That fire in her eyes—most would call it foolish. I found it intriguing.She was different. And I needed to know why.Leo had come through quicker than usual. By the time I woke up this morning, my phone buzzed with the details I'd asked him to dig up last night. Maya Hartwell. Daughter of Alexander Hartwell, a man who didn't just own his wealth—he ruled it. She was the only heir to his empire, born with a silver spoon in her mouth, but that wasn't what caught my attention.She'd walked away from it all.Not just the luxury or the privilege, but the future her father had handpicked for her. An arranged marriage to some business tycoon's son. A deal worth millions, no doubt. The kind of arrangement that would have ma
MayaSilver Charm Strip Club – NOW HIRING. No experience required. CASH NIGHTLY.Cash. The thing I needed most to find a place to settle down. Beneath the offer was an address and a note: APPLY IN PERSON.My stomach twisted. I looked down at my barefooted legs. The cold was killing me, and my bare flesh only added fuel to the fire. I had nothing left on me. The best option right now is to get some quick cash and figure out what to do next.I had been away from home for more than five hours. My father would kill me when he found out I was gone. No, my mother would be the one to do it. With all the preparations and invitations sent to her friends, I was sure the woman had turned the household upside down by now.Just a week ago, my father had announced my engagement to a wealthy businessman. A man I had met once, who barely spoke to me and didn't care about anything other than my family's fortune. I was expected to comply, to take the place I was born into without question. But the suff...
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