The Hit (Bratva Vows #2)
Silla Webb, S.R. Jones

VIOLET:
I was taken and given to Andrius.
A cold-blooded, unforgiving hitman.
I only went and fell for him.
Believed the lie of his beauty.
But it all turned ugly and dark, and now I'm adrift.
ANDRIUS:
A gift...mine.
I believed she belonged to me, let myself hope.
But it all came crashing down in the worst way.
Now I have to figure out if I can save her.
Save myself.
Because when lies and deceit fall away.
Can the truth be enough?