The Russian Retribution (New York Criminal Empire #2)

I never asked to inherit my father’s bloody empire.

Just had to survive his cruelty, play the obedient daughter, and wait.

Then I killed him—

The Russian Pakhan. My father. My monster.

Retribution was mine. So was the throne.

Now the bratva bows… but not willingly.

They whisper betrayal. They test my power. They want me dead.

Viktor Petrov, my father’s most loyal man, pretends to guide me—

but I see the knife in his smile.

And Erik Izmaylov?

The lethal security advisor with a soldier’s soul and sins in his eyes.

He watches my every move.

Fights like a savage.

Touches me like he owns every breath I take.

He was never meant...

I never asked to inherit my father’s bloody empire.

Just had to survive his cruelty, play the obedient daughter, and wait.

Then I killed him—

The Russian Pakhan. My father. My monster.

Retribution was mine. So was the throne.

Now the bratva bows… but not willingly.

They whisper betrayal. They test my power. They want me dead.

Viktor Petrov, my father’s most loyal man, pretends to guide me—

but I see the knife in his smile.

And Erik Izmaylov?

The lethal security advisor with a soldier’s soul and sins in his eyes.

He watches my every move.

Fights like a savage.

Touches me like he owns every breath I take.

He was never meant to be mine…

Because Viktor sent him to uncover the truth.

To prove I murdered the Pakhan.

To deliver my execution.

But Erik didn’t count on falling for the woman he was sent to betray.

And I didn’t count on trusting the one man who could end me.

This isn’t some redemption story — It’s a death sentence wrapped in forbidden desire.

But the Russian Godmother doesn’t go down easy—

And Erik Izmaylov is no one’s pawn.

The question isn’t whether I’ll survive ruling this empire soaked in blood—

It’s whether he’ll survive when I discover what he’s done.