The Bratva enemy kidnaps me, locks me in, and knocks me up. I’m the Don’s little sister, but I didn’t know anything about the family business. Until our much older Bratva enemy grabs me and throws me into his prison. And there he shows me what it truly means to be vulnerable…and pregnant. I tell him I’m innocent and that I have no idea what he wants from me. He responds that he’ll wait me out and expose me in more ways than one. He opens my prison door and keeps pushing until he breaks through my defenses. He traps my struggling body against the wall until I almost succumb. ...

He’s getting out of prison and coming after me. My billionaire boss provides state of the art protection and nerve calming love but I’m still terrified. I witnessed a murder a decade ago and have been running to hide from the murderer ever since. My job as a tv newscaster allows me to move around the country as I recognize his goons have discovered me at each new location. But this job and location are different. I want to stay here. I love this city, my boss, and my best friend who’s here with me. I’m ready to stop running and fight this monster out in the open. I can advise the ...

I’m offered as a bride to the merciless Bratva… I’m fresh out of college and about to start a job in the real world. Until daddy tells me I have to marry a much older member of the Bratva to avenge my family. I don’t want to give my new husband my innocence and a baby…but I have little choice. I’m furious that I got forced into this situation. I’m furious that I didn’t stand up for myself. Now I’m walking down the aisle in a dress that’s as black as death. I vow that I’ll never be his little trophy wife, and we’ll never consummate this marriage. But my behavior only ...

He locks me in his house, forces me to marry him, and impregnates me. I don’t need him to save me, but he says it’s for my own good. I’m his hostage, trapped in the confines of his house. I’m his forced bride, my belly growing with his baby. I’m not a docile damsel. I’m strong and independent. But he makes me a pawn in his Bratva games. He makes me a caged animal in his mind control scheme. I’m nothing but a prisoner, a Bratva bride without power. But the worst of it all is that my body is betraying me. It wants to be powerless, so that he can control it. It wants to be toyed ...

They say sin finds you when your soul is pure. I was raised to pray, to obey, to stay untouched. Twenty years in Catholic skirts and whispered Hail Marys— Never kissed. N ever defiled. Never meant to cross paths with a devil in a tailored suit. But the night Vieri Tavano walked into my café, drenched in blood and silence, my world shattered. He took me. Not for love. Not for lust. As collateral. He swore he wouldn’t touch me… Not unless I begged him to. And God help me, I’m starting to. He’s cold, cruel, carved from shadows—and yet, I see something in his eyes. Pain. Guilt. A ...