“Smile for me, Malyshka.”
His voice cuts through me—silk wrapped around a blade.
Six years ago, Pavel Fetisov ruined me.
Now, I walk toward him in a wedding gown.
He doesn’t know about the daughter with his eyes.
Or the poison tucked inside my wedding bouquet.
This isn’t love.
It’s a brutal power play to merge two dynasties… and take down the man I swore killed my parents.
