Everything in this world has a price tag. Even my innocence. That’s what my father thought when he sold my V-card to the highest bidder. So much for that romantic first time with “Prince Charming”. But I give in. A million dollars and a chance to escape the country, far away from my toxic family. I thought I knew what to expect. Some old rich guy who thinks he can have anything he wants. But NOTHING could have prepared me for Kirill Vyronov. Because Kirill Vyronov is not “some old rich guy”. Sure, he may be twice my age and so rich he could pave his driveway with solid gold bricks. Sure, he’s the most gorgeous man I ever laid eyes on. But he’s also the most bloodthirsty Bratva boss on the planet.