
Description
Would you fall for a man the Bratva says is beyond saving?
Even if he’s your patient?
Even if he might be a monster?
The syndicate assigned me to rehabilitate him.
A fallen Bratva soldier.
A man so dangerous, they locked him in a luxury cage—
and handed me the key.
Ice-blue eyes. A voice like smoke.
A body stitched together from scars and fury.
He stalks the therapy room, hunting
Me.
I’m supposed to be the one in control.
But every session pulls me closer to the edge,
and he just watches me fall.
They think Yakov Gagarin is beyond saving.
But he was just waiting for someone willing to touch his darkness.
And when...
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