Hitman for Pleasure: The Petrov Mafia, #2

By Heather West

This is book 2 of the Petrov Mafia series! Books 3 is available everywhere now!

He'll pay the cost for taking what's mine.

Once a hitman, always a hitman.

I've risen to power, but never forgotten my roots.

So when my enemy steals the mother of my child, I load my gun and get ready to kill.

Nobody steals from me and lives to tell the tale.

ANDREI

I've done unspeakable things.

Killed men; stolen women; torn families to pieces.

But there are worse men than me in this world.

One, in particular.

And I'm going to make sure he suffers and dies.

But on a mission like this, there's always a chance I don't make it out alive.

So I need an insurance policy.

A way to protect my legacy.

What I need is a baby.

But the mother of my child can't just be any random woman.

The dirty club girls that the Petrov family mafia owns won't work for this purpose.

What I need is someone pure and untainted.

Someone who has not yet been exposed to the darkness that surrounds my soul.

I find the one I want and make her an offer she could never refuse.

But Kelly's first plunge into the shadows of the underworld might be her last.

Our night together is a cacophony of moans and hoarse screams.

Hot, sweaty flesh pressed together.

The warmth of my body, muscled and tattooed, owning her pale, petite frame.

But in the morning, my enemy strikes.

Once upon a time, I had nothing to lose.

I've finally found something worth fighting for.

And now that I've lost her, I'm prepared to do whatever it takes to get her back.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: Sep 25, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393086376

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Hitman for Pleasure: A Mob Romance (The Petrov Mafia Book 2)

By Heather West

He’ll pay the cost for taking what’s mine.

ONCE A HITMAN, ALWAYS a hitman.

I’ve risen to power, but never forgotten my roots.

So when my enemy steals the mother of my child, I load my gun and get ready to kill.

Nobody steals from me and lives to tell the tale.

ANDREI

I’ve done unspeakable things.

Killed men; stolen women; torn families to pieces.

But there are worse men than me in this world.

One, in particular.

And I’m going to make sure he suffers and dies.

But on a mission like this, there’s always a chance I don’t make it out alive.

So I need an insurance policy.

A way to protect my legacy.

What I need is a baby.

But the mother of my child can’t just be any random woman.

The dirty club girls that the Petrov family mafia owns won’t work for this purpose.

What I need is someone pure and untainted.

Someone who has not yet been exposed to the darkness that surrounds my soul.

I find the one I want and make her an offer she could never refuse.

But Kelly’s first plunge into the shadows of the underworld might be her last.

Our night together is a cacophony of moans and hoarse screams.

Hot, sweaty flesh pressed together.

The warmth of my body, muscled and tattooed, owning her pale, petite frame.

But in the morning, my enemy strikes.

Once upon a time, I had nothing to lose.

I’ve finally found something worth fighting for.

And now that I’ve lost her, I’m prepared to do whatever it takes to get her back.

Chapter 1

Andrei

Iwas whistling. Whistling . That wasn’t something I had done in a long time. I had thoroughly enjoyed fucking Kelly Greene, although I hadn’t intended for two of our four times in the first week to be in the same night. Maybe I should have left that provision out of the contract.

Or maybe she would be amendable to having sex more than just four times this week. She certainly had been responsive to all of my attention, and I did enjoy making her squirm, riling her up, getting her all heated and then toying with her. There could be something amazing about being brought to the brink and then giving in, to letting the buildup grow until it can’t be contained a second longer.

I had been so ready to explode into her mouth. She hadn’t been the best ever to blow me, but there was something about her willingness, her allowing me to guide her, that brought me so close to the edge I almost gave in earlier than I intended. We were trying to make a baby, though, so I shouldn’t waste my cum in her mouth. Not yet at least. Maybe she would be amendable to that once she became pregnant.

So far, our arrangement was working quite nicely. Quite nicely, indeed. And I had no reason to think things would start to fail in that department anytime soon, which was all the more satisfying.

But the other issue weighing on me was nearly crippling, and my whistling died on my lips. Mikhail Vasilev had already sent a man to spy on me. If he wants to get dirt on me, I better get more dirt on him first. Two can play at this game, and the loser will die. And I don’t plan on dying anytime soon.

Although it was early yet, I called Aleksey. I would not waste a second figuring out how to set up my revenge.

He answered on the third ring. What do you need? he asked.

For you to come here, I demanded, and I hung up.

My cook had just finished serving me breakfast when the doorbell rang. I calmly cut into my cinnamon apple pancake and started to enjoy my meal, leaving my butler to handle the door. I was a bundle of nerves, but I would not show fear. I would not even feel fear.

Not even a minute later, Aleksey entered the room. He eyed the food before staring at me. What can I help you with? he asked.

I made a show of deliberately setting down my fork and knife. I need you to prove yourself, I said, glaring at him. He might be one of my right hand men, but even Aleksey had to prove himself to me again since he had disobeyed me recently.

Aleksey swallowed audibly and nodded. Anything. I swear I didn’t mean—

I want you to spy on Mikhail, I declared. Find out what his cover is, how long he’s been in town, what exactly he’s up to. Can you do this for me? I leaned back in my seat, my hands clasped together, thumbs idly twiddling.

You can trust me. Aleksey nodded again, and the scar by his mouth pulled slightly as he smiled. Believe me.

Good. Go. I wanted to believe him. Now was not the time for distrust.

Aleksey nodded a third time and left.

As I resumed eating, I tried not to worry. I didn’t need discord in my own ranks, but I could have easily asked Dima to handle this for me. I had no possible issues with Dima, but Aleksey had disobeyed a direct order. Loyalty meant a great deal to me, and I needed to have faith in my men. Without faith and loyalty, what remained?

Nothing.

But if Aleksey could do this for me, if he could handle gaining intel on Vasilev, he would be back in my good graces. And I needed him by my side. I needed to trust him. Taking down Mikhail Vasilev would not be easy. Having my revenge would not be easy.

But it would happen, and it would happen soon.

A WEEK PASSED, AND finally, Aleksey messaged me to let me know he had info for me. I was at the gambling ring when I received the notification, and I called him in and told him to meet me at my house. There were too many ears at the ring and the bar, and while I was sure most everyone there was on my side, I didn’t want to risk it. My men were loyal, and I hadn’t seen any newcomers lately, not after the spy Mikhail Vasilev had sent there, but money could be a terrible temptress, and it was better to be overly