She poisoned me. He cured me. It saved me. He condemned me.
I'm everything I ever wanted to be, and yet, I'm the most unhappy man in the world.
Millionaire, athletic, respected. I don't lack sex, power, or luxury.
And yet, here I am, in the shadows of my house.
I run a millionaire empire. Beyond Beyond order. An empire capable of buying the law, destroying order and moving the world as if its inhabitants were puppets.
I am Sokolov, The Architect, the man whom mafias, governments and companies look with submission. And yet here I am, sitting in a dark mansion, only inhabited by the echo and a glass of wine poured out at my feet.
And then she showed up.
I, the representative of the Bratva, the Red Mafia, Mother Russia, was meeting with the Japanese Yakuza. (haughty) Tattooed. Sexy. Italian Sabina, The Woman in Black, an onyx stone in a coal world. I’ve never seen anyone fight
He turned, smiled sufficiently and looked at me as if I were... normal. The leader of La Cosa Nostra, the Italian underworld par excellence. Never, no woman, ever looked at me like that. I'd never been hit until I took the air out of my stomach.
How did that woman become the leader of the oldest mob in the world? How could I look at a 10-foot tattooed bull like that? I had to get to know her more.
After so many years feeling that there were no more challenges in life, there she was; a challenge, a mystery, a power at my height. Unmasking her became my purpose, but she… knew how to play.
And now, here I am, kissing her behind a trail of corpses, with her blood-stained face and her ivory hands holding a knife against the tattoos on my neck. What's next?
Warning: A dark, romantic and erotic novel aimed at a mature audience. Contains scenes of explicit sex, foul language, violence and a game of shadows.
