I did a bad thing . . . and the man I love is here to make me pay for it.

"You're coming with me," he snarls.

"There's zero percent chance that's happening," I fire back.

But I only get about two steps away before Andrey decides to take matters into his own hands. Literally. And it's me. I'm "matters."

So now, I'm back where I started. Stuck somewhere I don't belong with a dangerous man who hates me. The difference between now and then?

This time around . . . I'm pregnant with his twin babies.

Contains mature themes.