Silver Sin (Belov Bratva #1)

Picture this…

Im the queen of closing deals, flipping keys to new homeowners like pancakes at a brunch buffet.

Ive seen it all—or so I thought.

Because nothing is preparing me for this mansion.

It has an infinity pool that screams splash me,’

A bed that practically purrs, “ruin me,”

And then there’s the portrait

A man so smoldering, he could set off the sprinklers and still leave the room hotter than hell.

He has devil-may-care golden locks, eyes like stormy gray secrets, and tattoos that have more stories to tell than a late-night barfly.

I cant resist, and so..I did the unimaginable

I plop on the bed and start having some X-rated daydreams about Mr. Portrait.

One thing leads to another and guess what?

Mr. Portrait, aka Konstantin Belov, isnt just eye candy-

Hes the audience.