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𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞. 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠—𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭. She’s here for a bachelorette party. Standing at my penthouse door. If I were a better man, I’d tell her she’s on the wrong floor. But I’m not that man. And little Red has met her wolf. And she’s too sweet. Too untouched to realize she should run. I keep her blindfolded... She trembles when I whisper in her ear. Melts when I tell her exactly what I’m going to do to her. Now I have a problem. I keep replaying the night long after she's gone. She’s under my skin, and I can’t rip her out. So I create a position. A shiny new role in my empire. And I wait. She thinks she landed her dream job. She has no idea t I built it for her. Poor little birdie. She doesn’t belong in my twisted world— but it’s too late now. She’s mine. And no one runs from the Pakhan. Especially not the mother of his child. ➜ The Better Brother, FREE on Kindle