Victor. No last name. Totally mysterious. He doesn't talk. He's insanely hot. And now...I'm supposed to be spending every Thursday with him??? When my dad asked me to tutor the son of an important business associate, I thought I was agreeing to teach a little kid. Victor's definitely not a kid. In fact, it's hard to believe we're even the same age. He's way more powerful than any boy I've ever met. Also, way more intense. He stares at me in this weird way. It almost feels like obsession. But there's no way he could be attracted to me like I'm attracted to him. I'm just an overweight nerd with secret dreams I've never dared to tell anyone. Until him. I tell him all of my secrets. But will I be able to handle it when I find out all of his?

VICTOR 1 - 3 My father asked me to tutor the son of a client in ASL. Turns out, he’s an insanely hot mafia prince! 💀🐉 🥺 And super-secret crush confession: I’m kind of falling in love with him. But there’s no way a ruthless guy like him could crush back on a huge nerd like me. Is there? HAN This ruthless crimelord's kindness comes with a price. Possession. Complete and utter. PHANTOM: Pro-Tip: Don’t agree to a fake engagement with a ruthless mafia crimelord like me after you catch your real fiancé cheating. I just might keep you.

You've never met an ex like Victor...DAWN: Three dates with the monster.That's the price he's demanding for my freedom.With a growing secret inside my womb, I have no choice but to accept his deal.But can I tangle with the silent beast without losing myself again?VICTOR: She's escaped, and I'm undone.A crime lord brought down by one woman.They're saying that I must let her go. That I'll never be able to win her back.She says that too.But failure is not an option. Losing her will destroy any humanity I have left.She's my addiction. My only weakness. The woman I chose over everything else.Three dates. If that's all I have to prove I'm the man she belongs with, then I'd better make them coun

This ruthless crimelord's kindness comes with a price. Possession. Complete and utter. JAZZ: I'm a determined dreamer--at least I used to be. I put all my dreams on hold and withdrew every penny from my savings account to pay the debt my ailing father owes to a local gang. Except, according to the gang's slimy leader, even my life savings won't be enough to pay the enormous debt my dad's accrued. And his leering gaze lets me know exactly how he wants me to pay the balance. A ruthless stranger offers to pay my remaining debt. He's a tattooed crimelord, a cold, beautiful animal who regards me with dead eyes. The price for this kindness? Possession. The complete and utter kind. You're mine, he informs me when I ask him why he did it, leaving me to figure out.... Is he my unexpected savior or my ruthless mistake? HAN: I learned from a young age that women aren't worth much. They don't stay. They're not loyal. They weaken you, then disappear at the first sign of trouble. That's why I don't do relationships--especially with good girls who have no place in my criminal underworld. I should stay away from her. Let her pay me back some other way. But I can't. She's golden sunshine wrapped in a sexy little package, lighting up all the dark parts of my heart. And when she asks me why I did it, two words rise without thought or reason. You're mine. She thinks I'm the mistake, but it's the other way around. I don't do relationships. I don't even let women spend the night. But this one... She has me breaking all of my rules.

She doesn't remember him, but oh, does he remember her. A terrible accident left physical therapist Layla Matthews with no memory of her freshman year of college in Pittsburgh. Almost 10 years later, she returns to the city to solve the mystery of her own past; and one clue leads her to Nathan Sinclair, the rude, arrogant, and ridiculously handsome CEO of Sinclair Industries. Something happened between them her freshman year. Something that made him harden his heart against her and all other women - something he refuses to talk about, even after their unexpected reunion explodes into a passionate love affair. But even the hottest relationship this sweet physical therapist has ever experienced isn't enough to keep the demons of their shared past at bay. Someone's leaving her increasingly violent notes, and soon she doesn't know who she can trust. Can Layla solve this mystery, before her past kills her? Find out in this seriously hot, one-of-a-kind second chance romance with a mystery that'll keep you on the edge of your seat! ***And make sure to check out all the books in the Ruthless Business series! Her Ruthless Tycoon Her Ruthless Possessor Her Ruthless Bully Her Ruthless Cowboy *Special Note: Her Ruthless Tycoon was formerly titled The Owner of Heart

The opposite of love isn't hate. It's Victor. My boyfriend's back. But not like before. He used to be a mafia prince. Now he's a king. Dark, cruel, and commanding. My father destroyed him, and the payback price for that is ten years of ownership. "Ownership? Ownership of what? What could I possibly have that you want?" I asked him when I was still innocent. His smile was so malicious as he answered, "You." Then he presented me with a shackle disguised as a wedding ring. So I'm his prisoner now. Can I survive his marriage sentence? Can my heart?

For 14K Triad official Steven Wong, faking his own death to escape trial was easy. But evading investigative reporter Terry Gould -- impossible. For 11 years terry Gould has tracked the man known as the “paper fan” through the organized crime circles of six countries. This riveting, horrifying, yet often hilariously funny book is the story of that search, a daredevil journey through the seductions and terrors of Steve’s world. Steven Wong is the “paper fan,” a thirty-nine-year-old Hong Kong-born mobster. Raised in New York’s Chinatown, he matured into crime in Vancouver, where he founded and headed the murderous Gum Wah Gang in the late 1980s and early ’90s. In 1992, Wong “died” in a traffic accident in a remote area of the Philippines before he could be sent to jail for heroin trafficking, conveniently just after he’d taken out a million-dollar life insurance policy. His urn may still be interred in a Vancouver cemetery, but today, Interpol has a “Red Alert” arrest warrant out for Wong, and his updated file reads like a Hollywood action film -- a post-mortem panorama of organized criminal adventure that circles the Pacific Rim, from Macau to Japan, from Cambodia to the Philippines. Gould’s search takes him into a world in which politicians, police, businessmen and criminals sprint along in one big pack, sometimes nipping each other’s heels, sometimes licking each other’s faces, and sometimes inviting one another back home for all-night mah-jong parties. Forced to work according to right-side-up rules, honest cops haven’t had a chance of arresting Steve in his upside-down world. Four times, Terry Gould has traced Steven Wong through Asia’s circles of corruption and pinned him down, but the law has let him slip away. Fifth time lucky? “Gangsters are good team players who generally exhibit a locker-room familiarity with other men. Still, it surprised me when Steve answered the door on Monday wearing only his polka-dot boxers, showing off his biceps and his chest tattooed with the winged dragons and sharp-taloned eagle. He was talking on the phone and barely interrupted himself as he turned back into the house, whereupon I realized that the display was likely done on purpose. Neck to waist his back was totally covered by a stylized tableau of a dragon crawling against a background of tigers and flowers — a Triad montage no one outside his syndicate world was supposed to see.” -- from Paper Fan