Spin-off to the series “Boss of the Russian Mafia”

This is a separate book, but first you should read the series “Boss of the Russian Mafia” 2 books

TashaI realized that Noah Abramovich is alone big problem that first time our eyes met. I was sixteen that summer, sitting by the pool, eating ice cream, and I still remember how it ran down my fingers and dripped down my legs while I stared at him with all my eyes. Not only did he look like a Greek God, he was an animalistic Alpha male, tall with a strong, toned body, and there was an aura around him that just screamed, “Don’t mess with me!” At sixteen I wanted him with the passion of a woman, but in my world there are unwritten rules. Rules worth much more than a human life. And I shouldn’t even have been interested - he was someone I could never have. He no longer looked at me, but I watched him from afar, his smile hiding many secrets. Dark and mysterious, he seemed to fear no one, not even my father. I was very afraid. Years passed, and the day when time stood still became as unreal as a dream. Now I am twenty-two, in six months I will be married to the man my father chose for me. I will do my duty by bringing respectability to my father's dynasty, but before I give myself to this man, I must try the forbidden. Just one night with the man of my secret fantasies, and when I lay on my deathbed, I wouldn't regret not taking a chance and trying what I wanted most in life. But what if I was imagining a lot of things, that’s all. What if once is not enough?

Noah In the world of the mafia, your past will never be left behind. If you have been careless, the past can seep into your future and kill you. Just when I finally believed that I had moved on from all this, she suddenly appeared in my office. Tasha Evanoff, this must be what original sin looks like. Blonde, beautiful, curvy, with mysterious sapphire eyes looking into my corrupted soul. She came offering me a bite of a red apple. If I didn't see any point, I closed the door on her and sent her back to her father, a psychopath of the highest degree. But that's not like me. If a beautiful princess has the courage to enter the Lion's den, motherfucker, I will accept the challenge. I'll take a bite of her apple. Why the fuck not? I've been craving it for years. I will enjoy her tender flesh. Everything will hurt after me, and she will no longer be able to be with any man. She naively believes that she will return to what was before, but I know that she will not return, it will not be the same as before. It is impossible to have just one night of passion, the body always craves more. She will return, I will not show any emotions. But who am I kidding, I will never let go...