Kirill by K.J. Dahlen

Kirill:

I was Bratva first and foremost. Everything I did was in support of my origination and my family.
Then I was blindsided by her and I knew instantly she would be mine.
Her first touch woke my soul and made me want more.
Come hell or high water she would be my woman, only I didn’t know her story, not yet.
I knew she felt the same things I did but she wouldn’t stay even though I knew she wanted to.
The flame between us threatened to burn hotter than hell itself but first she had to remember her past to put it behind us.
I don’t know if she can do that but she has to because I’m not letting her go.
Then an MC came for her as one of their own, but I wasn’t letting her go.
My Bratva brothers stood behind me then a threat of the blue came after her. Now we all will work together to settle the threat to my woman and heaven help the ones who threaten her.

Boo:

I was four years old when my world imploded and I carry the scars from that day to this, both inside and outside my body.
Then I met a man I called Papa Joe and he took care of me and raised until someone took him away from me.
The seeds of a dandelion carried my secret wishes off in the wind.
I’d been wishing this wish since I was four and I hoped one day, it would come true.
Then he came into my life, the first man to stir my feelings.
He was someone I thought I could be with forever, until I saw the tattoo on his chest.
I didn’t know what the Bratva was but I would find out.
I might not know who or what I was but I knew he was home to me.
I didn’t want to remember my life before I met Papa Joe, that brought me nothing but heart wrenching pain from the past I can’t remember.
But he can’t let me go.
He won’t let me go…
What’s a girl to do?
I can’t stay but I can’t go either.