Konstantin by Lucky Moon

I’m a ghost. A shadow doctor hiding in a Brighton Beach basement.

Then a bleeding monster crashes through my door—and refuses to die.

Konstantin Besharov is everything I should fear. Six-five, covered in scars and bratva tattoos, with eyes like winter and hands that have clearly ended lives.

But those same hands go gentle after I stitch him back together. And the way he looks at me—like I’m something worth healing—makes my damaged heart do dangerous things.

I’ve been running for six months. Hiding from the man who destroyed my life. I don’t do trust. I don’t do feelings.

But when assassins come for me, Konstantin becomes my monster.

He kills for me. Bleeds for me. Pulls me into his world of danger and protection and whispered Russian promises.

And when I finally let myself be soft? When I show him the little girl I hide inside?

He doesn’t run. He calls himself Daddy.

And suddenly I’m not just safe—I’m his.