Billionaire's revenge

rgiving winter light, seemed to bend to his will. He clutched a glass of Scotch between his fingers, his knuckles white with suppressed rage. Viktor Petrov's death wa

ing sound in the silent room. Alessandro set down h

ce low and hoarse, like a bl

the other end of the line. "He's dead, Alessandro.

orted billions from him and ridiculed his name in some financial circles, was dea

dro asked, controlling

aughter. Sofia Petrov. An heiress, if you will. She lives in

ia Petrov, and for good reason. Viktor had kept his private life hermeticall

vulnerabilities. I want a complete file by the end of the

ing in an hour. But I must warn you, Alessandro. She is no

icant," Alessandro

on was distilling into him, cold and methodical. Sofia Petrov. That name would become his key.

raduate, worked as a curator at a small independent gallery in London. No lavish properties, no suspicious bank accounts, nothing that directly link

smile and a glint in her eyes, something profoundly different from Viktor's cold arrogance

summoned Carlo

r," Alessandro sai

a viable target? She probably doesn't kn

piercing gaze. "It's what she can become. A tool. A weakness. A debt. Viktor may have t

erve. Alessandro ignored him. The man didn't

. The place was charming, but modest. Nothing that would have suggested the shadow of Viktor Petrov. Alessandro

o stopped, observing her without hiding. He noted the way she bent her head slightly in t

of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly

u?" she asked, her vo

ment. "Maybe. I was looking for something ins

nuine laugh. "Well, I h

the interested but difficult to impress customer. She finally appr

m to have a critic

here's something here... a certain charm. Understa

. Alessandro listened, but he was far more interested in the way she spoke, her obvious passion for he

to hesitate before asking: "And

No, I'm much better at highlig

tion. She underestimated herse

e said, pointing to the p

ly? That's an excellent choic

letely unsuspecting, and that was exactly what made her perfect for what he had in mind. But as he watched her interact with another c

re with his plans, but this time, a strange feeli

h a courtesy that he knew would have seemed sincere.

and Sofia Petrov was about