My Russian Obsession

My father upholds the law.

The man I’m obsessed with is a master at breaking it.

Gina:

Dmitri Volkov is a guy nice girls should stay away from—tattooed, muscled, and broody as hell.

His reputation precedes him, and as the police chief’s daughter, I’ve heard it all.

He’s an underground fighter, a man with demons, and more rage than he knows what to do with.

But I’ve been obsessed with him for as long as I can remember, and I can’t let it go.

He’s spent his entire life putting up walls.

I’m going to tear them down one brick at a time.

He thinks he can intimidate me and push me away, but he has no idea how stubborn I can be.

I’m going to prove to him that even the most brutal fighters can be loved.

He may be unbeatable in the ring, but I’ll be the winner this time around.

Dmitri:

I follow only one rule: No one gets close.

Brought up on the streets of Moscow, I fought anyone I could and made a killing doing it.

Then everything fell apart, and I swore I’d never let myself feel that kind of pain again.

In America, I clawed my way up and made a name for myself.

Successful business owner by day, vicious fighter by night.

People bet on my fights, watch me win, and leave me the hell alone.

Except Gina.

Gina is not intimidated.

She’s stubborn, too young for me, and so damn sexy it makes my head spin.

She’s also the police chief’s daughter.

A temptation I need to stay away from.

I don’t know if I have the strength to keep pushing her away when all I really want to do is grab on tight and never let go.

She’s backed me into a corner, and for the first time in my life, I’m hoping to lose.

But the stakes couldn’t be higher.