Ivan (Underworld, #1)

by Sophie Lark

Fear always brings out the most obnoxious side of me. Rudeness is my coping mechanism. It’s not a very good coping mechanism.

I want to break her like I’d break a wild horse. By dominating her. Taming her. Training her.

“I know you’re a wild thing, malen’kaya lisa,” he says. My little fox. “But what you’ll come to understand is that I’m going to tame you.”

This woman could never be pleasured by an accountant. She needs a fucking gangster.

“You’re mine forever, my little love,” Ivan says. “My own grim reaper.”