I accidentally slept with the Bratva king. Now I’m carrying his heir. After a day from hell, I tried to forget my troubles in the arms of a much older stranger. When he found out he got me pregnant, he locked me into his mansion. When I tried to flee, he forced me to marry him. He’s part of the very organization I fought against as a lawyer. Now I have to watch his cruelness from up close. He says he owns my soul, tears, and body. He says it’s useless to fight because I’m his alone. His kiss is a red hot bruise. His body is an ice cold machine. When he touches my curves, he makes me...

I was forced to marry the Bratva to settle my family’s debts. A much older Russian burst into my student apartment and lay down the law. I am the payment that he’s owed, whether I come willingly or not. I am the plus-size virgin he wants to claim, whether I like it or not. I thought I’d escaped a lifetime of abuse by going off to med school. But then the Bratva came to take me for their own purposes. His impeccable suit hides the raw ruthlessness he’s capable of. His ice cold eyes betray the venom he’ll poison me with. He locks me in his room and commands me to shower. My ...

The Bratva King saw me, forced me to marry him, and got me pregnant. He wanted to kidnap me for ransom, then changed his mind. Instead, he decides he wants me for himself, even though he’s much older than me. And when I fight him on it, he handcuffs me and drags me straight to the bedroom. I’m used to abuse and loneliness. They’re my life companions. But I didn’t exactly plan for the Bratva King to take my future from me. He tells me I need to act like his wife and learn the ropes quickly. He shows me that fighting him is useless and overpowers me completely. Every time I try to get...

He took me hostage, locked me in, and knocked me up. I was at an innocent bachelorette party when a mafia war erupted around me. Next thing I know, a much older Bratva guy takes me to his penthouse. And before I can blink, I’m his forced bride and expecting his babies… I’m the quiet one, the one who’s happy in the library, the true crime podcaster. I never thought I’d find myself in the hands of the cruel Bratva. He lays me in his ice cold bed and says I look hot tied up. He says I’m his Bratva bride now, controlling my every move. The scar on his face tells me he doesn’t take...

The brutal Bratva won my virginity at a poker game. And now I’m pregnant. He’s much older than me and promised to someone else for mafia purposes. Little did I know that he’d claim me and our baby regardless. Little did I know that he’d start a mafia war just to possess me. He says he doesn’t do love, and he’s never been committed. I try to think of that every time he makes me lose my mind. But it’s hard when his tongue owns my mouth so completely. It’s hard when his fingers tease my curves into submission. I hate how he’s playing me, like a card game he controls. I hate ...