A fortune teller once told Mila that she would meet a man who would make her forget how to breathe. But Mila had always been a good girl: dating the right guys and never asking unnecessary questions. Neither about where her father had gone, nor about why he was so against her returning to her homeland. The rules suffocate Mila, so she decides to do what she has always wanted. Falling in love is not part of her plans. Especially not with a wealthy man with tattoos on his arms and secrets in his bottomless eyes. He is affectionate with her... at first. But very soon his affection turns into a rough grip that muffles the screams. Revenge is a dish best served cold. Unfortunately, there is nothing colder than a Russian winter, and soon Mila realizes that the only way to escape is to melt the heart of her kidnapper.
