Savage Love - Nichole Greene - Twisted Legacies Book 1 - Signed Paperback
Talon was raised in the depths of the Bratva, handling a spoiled college girl should be easy.
When I said I’d do anything to get my position back in the Bratva, I didn’t mean babysitting a pampered, rich girl with a penchant for deviating from the plan. Every plan. Every time. This girl is going to be the death of me. Or herself. Maybe we’ll go down in flames together.
Elle isn’t the prize. She’s the penance.
My first year of college should be amazing; freedom on a level I’ve never experienced. But one night of vengeance has led me to a prison sentence with a stern and sexy Russian mobster as my babysitter. He’s my ever-present shadow, and I vow to become his living nightmare. A car won’t be the only thing I set on fire.
Talon was raised in the depths of the Bratva, handling a spoiled college girl should be easy.
When I said I’d do anything to get my position back in the Bratva, I didn’t mean babysitting a pampered, rich girl with a penchant for deviating from the plan. Every plan. Every time. This girl is going to be the death of me. Or herself. Maybe we’ll go down in flames together.
Elle isn’t the prize. She’s the penance.
My first year of college should be amazing; freedom on a level I’ve never experienced. But one night of vengeance has led me to a prison sentence with a stern and sexy Russian mobster as my babysitter. He’s my ever-present shadow, and I vow to become his living nightmare. A car won’t be the only thing I set on fire.
Talon was raised in the depths of the Bratva, handling a spoiled college girl should be easy.
When I said I’d do anything to get my position back in the Bratva, I didn’t mean babysitting a pampered, rich girl with a penchant for deviating from the plan. Every plan. Every time. This girl is going to be the death of me. Or herself. Maybe we’ll go down in flames together.
Elle isn’t the prize. She’s the penance.
My first year of college should be amazing; freedom on a level I’ve never experienced. But one night of vengeance has led me to a prison sentence with a stern and sexy Russian mobster as my babysitter. He’s my ever-present shadow, and I vow to become his living nightmare. A car won’t be the only thing I set on fire.