Kostas had to admit, watching Darya earlier in the day had been a wet dream come to life. Not only had she proven herself as able to conduct an interrogation on behalf of the family, but she had also been sexy as hell doing it. His only concern was she may have regrets about it and he didn’t want to encourage her to be anything other than what she chose to be. The world he shared with his best friend since being a small boy was a difficult one. More than one woman he’d dated had left because doing the devil’s work often took you to a dark place and his mood could be affected by it. If Darya could swing her whip the way she had today and still smile with the girls had he had seen her do moments ago, she was by far the most special woman he had ever met. He folded his hands over his knees an
