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.
View MoreRomanI hadn't planned to attend the damn party. But when a longtime client Mr Smith called in a favor, asking me to keep an eye on his precious granddaughter for the night, I didn't exactly have room to say no.I kept to the edge of the crowd, scanning the room casually, until my eyes locked on her.Maya.She was surrounded by a group of young people, glass in hand like she owned the damn room. My gaze swept over her—long legs, soft curves, the teasing hint of skin the dress barely managed to cover—and for a moment, everything else disappeared.My cock twitched at the sight. Of course it did.Even after all the bullshit between us, after she walked out on me, she still had that effect. The same effect that made me want to throw her over my shoulder and remind her exactly who the hell she belonged to.But she didn't even show much reaction when she saw me. Our eyes met for half a second, then she turned away, lifted her champagne, and sipped like I wasn't standing ten feet away.Like
Maya"Caleb?" I blinked, stunned.He stood there in front of the counter, hands in his pockets, wearing that familiar calm expression he always did. His suit was perfectly tailored, not a wrinkle in sight."What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice more breathless than I intended.He smiled. "I could ask you the same thing."I wasn't ready for this. Out of all the people I could've run into here I never expected him. After avoiding him the other day. He stepped closer, eyes scanning my face like he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. "You look... different."I lifted my chin. "Is that a compliment or a polite way of saying I look like hell?"He chuckled softly. "It's just an observation. Do you have time to talk?"My heart stilled.That question—simple as it was—made my mind spin.My breath hitched, and before I could stop myself, the words slipped out. "Did my father send you to bring me back?"His brows lifted slightly, the only indication that I'd caught him off guard.
Maya"You sure you wanna sell this?" The guy behind the counter looked at me like I'd lost my mind. "It's brand new. Barely even touched." He hold up the laptop accessing it. I nodded. "Yes."He looked at me again, eyes squinting probably suspicious of me. "If you don't want to buy then forget it." I stretched my hand to take the laptop from him when he moved it away. "No that's not what I mean. You don't look like someone who can-""Who can have something as expensive as this," I completed for him. I won't lie that his words hit a spot. Here people see me as a poor girl unlike in my own house where I'm that spoiled girl to her parents. But then again right now I am just a girl standing in front of him with too much pride and not enough patience.He slid a form across the counter. "Okay. Sign here."My fingers tightened around the pen as I scrawled my name. The guilt sank in immediately, dragging like a weight in my chest. I shouldn't be doing this.But I had no choice.This mornin
RomanTwo plates.I didn't even realize I was doing it anymore—setting out two plates instead of one. Like it had somehow become a part of my routine. Coffee. Two plates on the damn dining table.Having a woman in my house was new.Hell, everything about this was new. My mornings had always been about silence and control. Nothing out of place. No interruptions. No soft footsteps overhead. No faint smell of coconut shampoo on the towels.But Maya was here.Staying with me. Inhabiting my space like she belonged in it. And I was here, laying out breakfast like some loyal partner, like we weren't at each other's throats most days.I set the fork down a little harder than necessary.She grated on my nerves last night. Showing up at the club like that, eyes sharp and voice laced with something she didn't want to name. Jealousy. Possession. Whatever it was, she'd masked it poorly with indifference and a few cutting remarks.She saw me with Lilith.And just like that, she'd shut down. Walked
MayaIt had been an hour since Roman left, but it felt like much longer.The air still carried his scent—sharp, expensive, and maddening. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to make sense of what just happened... and what almost did.My skin still tingled where his hands had roamed. My lips? Still swollen from the way he kissed me like he owned every part of me. And the worst part? I let him.I wanted him.God, what was wrong with me?I should've pushed him off the moment he leaned in. I should've slapped him when his hands slid under my jeans. But instead, I melted. I forgot all the reasons I was supposed to hate him—his arrogance, his control, the way he threw money around like it meant nothing.Instead, I kept replaying the way he looked at me, like I was something forbidden he couldn't stop craving.I hated how much I didn't hate it.With a frustrated groan, I stood up and started pacing. He said it wasn't over. That look in his eyes... I believed him.The tension between
Roman"Are you that shocked?" I asked, my voice cutting through the silence as I drove us back home.Maya hadn't said a word since we left the store. She just sat there, wide-eyed. Her expression amused me—like she couldn't process what just happened. I kept my eyes on the road, my grip relaxed on the wheel now, unlike earlier when I almost crushed it out of frustration. That phone call had fucked with my head—old business, bad timing—but seeing her pout like I'd just slapped her with luxury? That was enough to level me out.She finally broke the silence. "Why would you do that?" Her voice was low, confused."You needed a phone. And a laptop. I made it happen. That's what people do when they have money—they make things happen.""But why for me?" she asked, clearly not satisfied with my answer. She turned her body to face me, probably expecting some deep reason.I scoffed under my breath, switching lanes. "Does it matter? You got what you needed. You should say thank you.""I didn't a
MayaLaughter filled the room—deep, mocking, and unmistakably Roman's."You fooled me again, didn't you?" I muttered through gritted teeth, my veins pulsing with anger. How foolish of me to keep falling into his trap.Roman tilted his head, resting his cheek on his palm. "Are you really that scared of your father?"I grabbed the fork, ready to attack, but before I could move, Roman's hand shot out, gripping my wrist in an iron hold."Let go of me, you fool!" I spat, yanking my arm, but his grip wouldn't budge.My heart did a full somersault at his words—I was going to meet my father. I wasn't ready. I hadn't gotten the freedom I wanted. I was still in hiding. Maybe it wouldn't be a shock if my father eventually found me, but hearing it from Roman—the man I had begun to trust—felt like a betrayal.Had I really started to trust Roman? No. I couldn't. He made me feel things I had never felt before, but I refused to be deceived again.Who knew? Maybe he really was working for my father."
MayaMy eyes fluttered open to a familiar ceiling, its dark wooden beams. A dull ache throbbed at the back of my head, and as I shifted, I felt the weight of a thick blanket draped over me. The fabric was soft, yet it carried a faint scent of detergent and something else—something undeniably masculine.I slowly pushed myself into a sitting position, my limbs weak, as if my body had forgotten how to hold itself together. It took a moment for my mind to catch up, to register the fact that I wasn't wearing the clothes I had on earlier. Instead, I was in something loose and dry. My skin felt damp, a lingering reminder of the cold water Roman had forced me under.And then, like a dam breaking, the memories flooded back.The shower. The way I had fought against the freezing spray. How I had slipped in a desperate attempt to escape. The sharp crack of my skull hitting the tiled floor.I clenched the blanket tighter around me and pulled it off my body and was about to get out of bed when the
Roman"Oh my God—how did you—"Crossing one leg over the other, I watched as the poor man stumbled to the floor of his apartment. Appearing unannounced wasn't anything new. I never needed an invitation. I did things my way.The dim lighting did nothing to hide the fear in his eyes as he realized he had no escape this time."Are you surprised?" I finally broke the silence. His eyes widened even more, and his body slouched further toward the floor."How many chances were you given, Kane?" Leaning back on his stiff couch, I crossed my leg again. "Three. You were given three fucking chances, you fool!" I seethed. "And yet, you wasted all of them.""No... Mr. Roman, I was going to reach out soon. You know things aren't—"I cut him off before he could finish his excuse, already knowing the pathetic blabber that would spill from his mouth.People like Kane didn't deserve pity. No matter how much kindness you fed them, they'd always take it for granted. And Kane? He was easy to deal with. Tha
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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