Fake Dating the Mafia Boss

I watched the most dangerous man in Nevada put a body in the ground. His price for my silence? Me.

One minute I’m a broke Vegas dancer roasting marshmallows at a desert bonfire. The next I’m kneeling in the headlights, watching Sevastian Volkonsky end a man’s life.

And men like him don’t leave witnesses. He left me breathing – well, panting – and now I have new rules, his phone number, and a brick of cash on my nightstand that I refuse to spend.

Now I’m the Bratva king’s pretty little cover story. His fake girlfriend in a dress that dares him to remove it. The arrangement was simple. Play his girl. Stay alive. Don’t fall in love.

I’m failing extraordinarily well at the last one. Because the cold, growly, decade-older pakhan everyone fears? He worships my body behind closed doors. He treats me like no man ever has.

And he remembers the little things. The only problem is, his enemies just worked out what the scariest man in Sin City loves most. Me.

And they’ve also discovered the secret I’m carrying that he doesn’t know about yet, the one with a heartbeat. We all have secrets here. Mine has his eyes.

Fake Dating the Mafia Boss is a full-length, standalone dark Bratva romance with a guaranteed HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

Inside you’ll find a lethally possessive antihero who falls first and falls HARD, a heroine who reads men for a living and bows to no one, fake dating that was never fake, a secret pregnancy, one bed, one war, found family who will steal your heart, and steam hot enough to set the desert on fire.