“You’re telling me that instead of paying your debt, byet' muzhchinoy, you’d sell your daughter for an in, to the next game?”
A picture says a thousand words.
Hers gives me a lifetime of peace.
I am Viktor Vashchenko.
Prince of darkness.
The last standing male in my blood line.
Emmaline Taylor will give me an heir.
And when I’m finished
I spent years overcoming one only to become another.
Until finally, I was developed into a finely tuned killer.
I am Kodiak.
The man with no last name.
Born on the streets of Moscow.
I should be dead.
I feel dead inside.
Then I found her.
For her, I became Kodiak Vashchenko.
For Mads, I live.
I wasn’t born a Vashchenko
I was transformed into one.
Yet, I’m brought to my knees in a single moment.
She walked into the room, tears streaking down her cheeks.
Fear lurked in the depths of her gaze,
And when I took her chin in my hand,
I am Nikolai Vashchenko,
A deadly enforcer in the clan.
Scarlett Hudson holds my soul.
When I’m through with her,
She’ll hand me her body and her heart.