Boardroom Ties (Boardroom Billionaires)

I'm trying to kill my husband.I'm really effing bad at it.Hiring a growly, gorgeous, rotten-to-the-core hitman to help couldn't possibly go wrong...... Right?My husband is a monster, and he deserves to die.But no matter how hard I try, ya girl is not a killer.Matvei Satyrin, though? He DEFINITELY is.A lawyer by day and a Bratva hitman by night, Matvei makes “cold-blooded” seem like room temp.Lord knows he looks the part, too. Tall enough to scrape the courtroom ceiling, hair darker than my husband’s sins, and a growly voice that makes my insides do a very shaky two-step… It’s like the Grim Reaper went to Milan Fashion Week.More importantly, he’s got the murdery know-how I need to complete my revenge.But plotting requires proximity, and proximity leads to poor decisions, and before I know it, there’s a motion pending in my uterus.Yeah, it’s a mess. I know that.But I underestimated just how messy it could get.The plan goes off without a hitch.Then, as soon as has my husband shuffled off this mortal coil, Matvei turns, looks at me, and smirks.Uh-oh.I don’t like that look.I don’t like that look at all.Nor do I like when he snarls, "Looks like you belong to me now, darling.” Read more