Nikolai: Resurrecting the Bratva

Have you ever wanted something so bad, you’re willing to kill for it?

That’s what I felt the instant my eyes locked on Justine. I could practically taste her innocence on my tongue when she stood across from me, riling me up like the life in her eyes hadn’t been snuffed years ago. The thrill of the chase ran through my blood so fast, for the first time in years, I felt like I had a heart sitting in my chest. Its beat was weak and cold, but it was still thumping nonetheless.

It had literally only been a few hours since I had a woman’s warmth wrapped around me, but my hunger for Justine was uninhibited. Her scent was so intoxicating, my arrogance fed off it. I craved it like a drug, willing to give up everything to have it embedded in my skin—even my freedom.

They say revenge is a dish best served cold, but Vladimir isn’t going to be that lucky. I was maimed, beaten and tortured as he groomed me to be a natural born killer, and he is going to discover the hard way how precise his tactics were. Disrespecting my family is as punishable as disrespecting me. Justine is now my family, and I’ll spill the blood of a thousand men before I let anyone take her away from me.

This devil needs his rest, and Justine is the angel who can give it to me.

Author Warning: This book has adult scenes and situations that may be distressing to some readers. This book is part two of Nikolai's story and it is not intended to be read as a standalone.

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