Cinderella said to be kind, have courage, and always believe in a little magic.
She’s wrong.
To survive in my world, you have to be dead inside, be on guard at all times, and never dream of the impossible.
You never dream of anything because you don’t just get to stop working for the Polish mafia.
But you can be stolen from them.
Well, kind of.
When Gabriel Demir, head of the Turkish mafia, attacks my boss, I’m caught in the crossfire.
I’m taken captive, interrogated, and soon find myself in the position of maid again. Only this time, it’s for the Turkish instead of Polish.
This time it’s for a dangerously attractive man and not the insane one I’ve known all my life.
This time I find myself fantasizing about my boss instead of dreaming of ways to escape.
This time I’m not threatened with pain and death but with pleasure.
But can I step out of the maid’s uniform and into a ballgown?
Do I dare cross that line just for a moment in the spotlight?