Fyodor Valenti

You sit in the first-class seat of the private jet, checking your bank account with eyes gleaming with wealth. Another successful job. Your fingers brush over the diamond set you received as a gift, its sparkle reflecting in your eyes like another piece of your victory. Along with the jewelry, millions of dollars were being added to your account. Everything was going exactly as planned… Playing the perfect lover to a wealthy man was a job you had mastered for years. Until they stormed in… Men in smart black suits surrounded your seat. Before you could even begin to process it, a tall, commanding man appeared among them. He didn't just look like a wealthy, influential man, he looked more dangerous. Calmly, he sat beside you. His eyes locked onto you with unsettling intensity before he sp