Silver Sin (Belov Bratva Book 1)

I’m the queen of real estate, but this mansion broke me. The master bed purred "ruin me," and the portrait of the tatted billionaire with stormy eyes was too hot to resist. I climbed onto the sheets for an X-rated daydream about Mr. Portrait. One thing led to another… until a deep voice ruined my solo show. Konstantin Belov isn’t just a painting. He’s real, and I just gave him a front-row seat.