Page 99 of Twisted Union

Suffice it to say Katia is … fucking beautiful.

She has the prettiest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. Her red hair is luscious. And the smattering of freckles across her nose makes her look innocent. I’m surrounded by beautiful women every day, but Katia … She takes the cake.

Just looking at her, I know I want her to be mine.

Then an idea occurs.

“I’ll take her,” I say. “Your debts will be forgiven.” Grigor slumps forward in relief. “But,” he looks up, his expression as I continue, “she’s not going to be my employee. No. Since she’s mafia and beautiful, I want her to be my wife. I’ll have complete control over her, which means complete control over you, Grigor. Now, how does that sound?”

Most people would be thrilled for a powerful man like me to marry their daughter, but Grigor understands this isn’t a good thing. Grigor can never escape me now. Not when I’ll own his daughter in marriage.

“How does that sound, Grigor?” I repeat, getting a kick out of his struggle.

Grigor finally meets my gaze. “It sounds … good, sir. You may have my daughter’s hand in marriage.”

I smile darkly. “Good.”