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.