Whiskey Pain

WHISKEY PAIN VIKTOROV BRATVA BOOK 2 NICOLE FOX Copyright © 2023 by Nicole Fox All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Created with Vellum CONTENTS Mailing List Also by Nicole Fox Whiskey Pain 1. Piper 2. Piper 3. Timofey 4. Piper 5. Timofey 6. Timofey 7. Piper 8. Piper 9. Timofey 10. Piper 11. Piper 12. Piper 13. Piper 14. Piper 15. Timofey 16. Piper 17. Piper 18. Timofey 19. Timofey 20. Timofey 21. Timofey 22. Timofey 23. Piper 24. Piper 25. Timofey 26. Piper 27. Piper 28. Timofey 29. Timofey 30. Piper 31. Piper 32. Timofey 33. Timofey 34. Piper 35. Piper 36. Timofey 37. Timofey 38. Piper 39. Timofey 40. Piper 41. Piper 42. Timofey 43. Timofey 44. Timofey 45. Piper 46. Timofey 47. Piper 48. Piper 49. Timofey 50. Piper 51. Piper 52. Timofey 53. Timofey Epilogue I: Timofey Epilogue II: Piper Extended Epilogue: Piper MAILING LIST Sign up to my mailing list! New subscribers receive a FREE steamy bad boy romance novel. Click the link below to join. https://sendfox.com/nicolefox ALSO BY NICOLE FOX Orlov Bratva Champagne Venom Champagne Wrath Uvarov Bratva Sapphire Scars Sapphire Tears Vlasov Bratva Arrogant Monster Arrogant Mistake Zhukova Bratva Tarnished Tyrant Tarnished Queen Stepanov Bratva Satin Sinner Satin Princess Makarova Bratva Shattered Altar Shattered Cradle Solovev Bratva Ravaged Crown Ravaged Throne Vorobev Bratva Velvet Devil Velvet Angel Romanoff Bratva Immaculate Deception Immaculate Corruption Kovalyov Bratva Gilded Cage Gilded Tears Jaded Soul Jaded Devil Ripped Veil Ripped Lace Mazzeo Mafia Duet Liar’s Lullaby (Book 1) Sinner’s Lullaby (Book 2) Bratva Crime Syndicate *Can be read in any order! Lies He Told Me Scars He Gave Me Sins He Taught Me Belluci Mafia Trilogy Corrupted Angel (Book 1) Corrupted Queen (Book 2) Corrupted Empire (Book 3) De Maggio Mafia Duet Devil in a Suit (Book 1) Devil at the Altar (Book 2) Kornilov Bratva Duet Married to the Don (Book 1) Til Death Do Us Part (Book 2) Heirs to the Bratva Empire *Can be read in any order! Kostya Maksim Andrei Princes of Ravenlake Academy (Bully Romance) *Can be read as standalones! Cruel Prep Cruel Academy Cruel Elite Tsezar Bratva Nightfall (Book 1) Daybreak (Book 2) Russian Crime Brotherhood *Can be read in any order! Owned by the Mob Boss Unprotected with the Mob Boss Knocked Up by the Mob Boss Sold to the Mob Boss Stolen by the Mob Boss Trapped with the Mob Boss Volkov Bratva Broken Vows (Book 1) Broken Hope (Book 2) Broken Sins (standalone) Other Standalones Vin: A Mafia Romance Box Sets Bratva Mob Bosses (Russian Crime Brotherhood Books 1-6) Tsezar Bratva (Tsezar Bratva Duet Books 1-2) Heirs to the Bratva Empire The Mafia Dons Collection The Don’s Corruption WHISKEY PAIN Someone stole my baby. But Timofey Viktorov thinks it was me. I took my loved ones and ran. What other choice did I have? But somewhere out there, some monster has the baby I’ve come to love as my own. Timofey comes after me. He finds us—because duh, of course he does. Now, I’m in the fight of my life. Can I make him believe me? Or will the pains of our past blind him to the truth: That the only way we’ll rescue our son is if we do it together. WHISKEY PAIN is Book 2 in the Viktorov Bratva duet. The story begins in Book 1, WHISKEY POISON. 1 PIPER The last time I was in Noelle’s apartment, I had a clay mask on my face and 90s rap music was blasting through the speaker on her kitchen counter. “Is my skin supposed to be burning?” Ashley had asked, poking at the hardened layer of green clay on her face. I examined myself in the mirror hanging above Noelle’s couch. “Why is it drying all wrinkly? I look like a swamp monster.” “Would you two stop complaining? Beauty is pain.” Noelle carried out a tray of fresh cut fruit and cheese with two wine bottles fitted precariously between her fingers. “Time for the monthly session of Whine and Wine to commence.” Ashley lunged for the wine. “Be careful with these! This is the only reason I’m here. If you drop them, I’m leaving.” She laughed, but we couldn’t quite bring ourselves to. She was “California sober,” to use one of her pet phrases, which basically meant not sober at all. Three weeks later, Ashley would have an overdose scare and end up back in rehab. At the time, I thought it was the worst thing that could happen to any of us. Now, I know better. Because now, I’m standing in the center of Noelle’s dark apartment with a flashlight, and I’d kill to go back to that night. Back to bailing Ashley out of jail, rather than hunting through Noelle’s personal files for evidence that she committed a white collar crime. Back to complaining about my coworkers instead of fighting my feelings for a known criminal who, more and more, is turning out to be the only person I can trust. I sift through the drawers of Noelle’s desk. Yellow light from the street is streaming in through the slats of her blinds. Her laptop is closed on the corner of her desk, but I leave it be. Almost everything is online these days. I highly doubt she’d use her personal email account to plot with the Albanians. “You’re smarter than that, Noelle,” I mutter, flipping through the pages of her daily planner. “You know how to keep things hidden.” Although, come to think of it, she didn’t really do such an amazing job at keeping this hidden; I just ignored half a dozen obvious signs. I didn’t realize the news headlines about Noelle’s company and the recent audits could have anything at all to do with