Fearless

ZARIAH

A fighter beat my best friend to within an inch of her life, and I lost it . . .

I stormed into a Russian gym and threatened an MMA champ with sinfully dark eyes and dangerous muscles. Of course, I'd already cursed every Russian by the time I got to him.

He introduced himself as Vassili Resnov, and my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach. Only idiots threaten Resnovs, and then they die—makes sense. The Resnov Bratva is the largest crime syndicate in Russia, maybe the world.

Once we clear the air—and I realize I stormed into the wrong gym— he offers me the chance to keep breathing. Now, he claims I belong to him. Yeah, sure.

I still have cards up my sleeve. Big ones. Like my father's business card. The 'Chief of Police' title should keep me safe, alive, and completely off-limits to a man like him, right?

But what about my heart . . .

VASSILI

When a gorgeous, fiery woman storms into my gym making threats, she startles hardened men and demands justice. She has no idea whose den she just walked into—or that all the pretty rage makes me want her instantly.

I am Vassili Resnov. In the octagon, I'm an MMA champion. Outside of it, I'm royalty to the deadliest crime empire in the world. People tremble at my name. They don't scream in my face.

She made a mistake walking through my doors, but she won't walk back out.

She thinks her father's badge will shield her from the fire between us. She thinks she can play games with a monster. But I've already decided she's mine, and I always take what belongs to me.