A Secretary for the Bratva Boss by Jailaa West

He’s Bratva royalty. I’m a broke temp. And we just broke every HR rule under the mistletoe.
I’m just trying to survive the holidays—broke, freezing, and one rent payment away from disaster. So when a temp agency sends me a new holiday assignment, I jump at the chance. A high-paying assistant job over Christmas break? Yes, please.

Then I meet him.
Anton Ismailov.
Bratva king. Ruthless billionaire. My new boss.
He’s tall, cold, and terrifying in a way that makes my thighs clench. He doesn’t ask questions. He gives commands. And when he says, “Don’t thank me yet,” I know I’m in trouble.
Now I work just outside his office, pretending not to notice the way his eyes burn through my clothes… or the way my body responds every time he says my name.
This is supposed to be temporary.
But Anton doesn’t do temporary.
He does possession. Protection. Control.
And when he kisses me, I know I’ll never make it to New Year’s without being completely, deliciously ruined.