She’s my assistant. Off-limits. Entirely untouchable. Until the night I catch her slipping into my den of pleasure. At the office, Jenna’s a professional hellraiser. Sharp tongue. No fear. Always testing the thin line of my control. But the second she steps into my underground sex club— masked, dripping in sinful curves, and drawing every filthy stare in the room— I f*cking break. She’s mine to ruin. One night should’ve been enough. It wasn’t. She has no idea the man claiming her in the shadows is the same bastard tearing her down at her desk. Her Bratva boss. And she sure as hell doesn’t know the Agosti crime family wants her blood spilled for my sins. But Abram Vasiliev? He doesn’t share. He doesn’t forgive. And he never loses. Especially not her.