About the book: year / TOXIC. The ink flowing down Anton Tirelli's forearm reminds me that we are together. Never again, Maya. And believe me, I wouldn't be standing on his doorstep if I didn't really need him. I'm usually a big enough girl to take care of myself. But I screwed up—again. My work always comes with a price, and this time it will be my freedom. Unless Anton can help. I had already forgotten how regal he always looked. How wild. His icy blue eyes and creamy skin have always given away who he is - the son of a Bratva princess and the fearsome leader of the Corsetti crime family. I know he's dangerous, but now I need someone who understands the danger to get me out alive. Meanwhile however, even as our spurned lust consumes our common sense, the greed of those to whom I have been indebted for so long is taking on enormous proportions - and threatening to consume us both.