Vashchenko Family

“You’re telling me that instead of paying your debt, byet' muzhchinoy, you’d sell your daughter for an in, to the next game?”

“Yes.”

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.

Her life.

And when I’m finished

Her heart.

Street rat.

Bratva.

Killer.

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.

Madelyn Rossi.

Innocent.

Starving.

Terrified.

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.

Chest heaving.

Body vibrating.

Fear lurked in the depths of her gaze,

And when I took her chin in my hand,

I knew.

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.