A much older Bratva gangster broke my heart. Years later I’m forced to marry him. I had escaped the mafia life and lived a normal life like a normal girl. Until my dear mobster dad kidnaps me to marry me off to the Bratva. And now I’m supposed to give my innocence and a baby to the guy who once dumped me. They put me in a wedding dress and walked me down the aisle. My ruthless husband doesn’t seem to care whether I want to be his mafia bride. He wants to possess and protect me, but I’m not a damsel. He can lock me up in his mansion, but he can’t make me love him. I want my sweet ...

The Bratva king took one look at my innocent, voluptuous curves. Now, he wants to knock me up. I tried to forget about my problems by going out and letting off some steam. That’s when my best friend’s Bratva dad takes my virginity. That’s when he decides he’ll force me into marriage and impregnate me with his baby. He says he can take care of all my problems if I become his wife and give him an heir. I’m shocked and run away. But the Bratva don’t care whether you come willingly or not. He throws me over his shoulder and tosses me in the backseat of his car. He lays down his ...

I accidentally let loose for one night with a much older Bratva guy. As soon as I found out who he was, I ran. But I didn’t get far. The next thing I know, I’m on the auction block, being sold to the highest bidder. And guess who owns my voluptuous curves now. The Bratva guy. They put me on the auction block as payment for my family’s debts. I didn’t know the ruthless Bratva was in the audience. He says he bought me for my own good, to claim my vulnerability. He says he can’t let anyone else own my curves. I need to escape his penthouse, but I can’t seem to find the way out. ...

I accidentally got a job as a Bratva lord’s PA. Now he’s forcing me to marry him… I desperately needed a good internship for my scholarship. I was so happy when I got it. I didn’t yet know that my Bratva boss would punish my mistakes by forcing me to marry him. Neither did I know that he’s my brother-in-law and would get me pregnant with his heir… I thought it was an evil coincidence that I ended up working for the Bratva. But it turns out he’s obsessed with me and had it all set up. When I make the cardinal sin of mixing up some dates in his calendar, he punishes me. He says ...

He’s much too old for me…but he’s obsessed with me and forces me into marriage… I’m the innocent one, the good girl who didn’t know about the Bratva. Until he marches into my life and decides I’m his. And the next thing I know, I’m locked in his mansion and forced to be his Bratva bride. I spent my youth bouncing around foster care homes. I’ve never been anyone’s choice. But when he sees me, his eyes get dark and a slow smile curls his lips. He takes my phone and puts in my job resignation for me. And when someone else comes too close, he’s wracked with jealousy and ...

He’s been watching me for months. And when his chance comes…he forces me into marriage. I’ve been trying so hard to prove myself to my Irish mafia dad, but it all falls apart. When my mission collapses, a much older Bratva guy shows up to save me. But he’s no hero. He’s a cold, callous Russian who uses this opportunity to make me his Brava bride… He calls me his Irish Princess, but it’s not meant to be romantic. He’s been observing me, watching me from the shadows like a stalker. When he finally has me at his mercy, he handcuffs me and subjects me to a medical exam. And when...

I never let loose…until I spend one night with the Bratva and my belly grows doubly big… I’m awkwardly celebrating my college graduation when my friends dare me to seduce someone. I try to be brave, but when a much older Bratva guy takes me home, I’m in way over my head. Especially after he finds out he knocked me up and gets super possessive of me… I’m the awkward good girl. He’s the Bratva’s weapons expert. If I thought I could escape him after our night together, I was sorely mistaken. He tracks me down and spies on me obsessively. He brings me to his mansion and swears ...

Daddy’s best friend just kidnapped me and locked me into his mafia mansion. I was strolling along the sidewalk when he took me and put me on his private jet. And now I’m stuck between his four walls, feeling his eyes on me constantly. Anything between us is strictly forbidden. But slowly, the tension is becoming unbearable… He says he brought me here “for my protection”. He says the streets are too dangerous for me, but I’m not fooled. This Bratva mansion is much more dangerous than whatever is lurking outside. Because here, inside, he does things to me that no one can ever know...

He used to torment me and make my life a living hell. Now he’s the head of the Bratva and a single dad, but he hasn’t changed one bit. He’s still obsessed with me. And things are only getting worse. Because I’m supposed to live under his tyranny in his house…as his kid’s new nanny. I’m disgusted that he’s even more stunning than before. He’s upgraded his torture tactics to something more subtle, though. He slides his hand over my body until I have no defenses left. He teases me until I’m desperate and leaves me no escape. It’s scary how out of control he makes me, and ...

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...

I was sold off as a bride to a much older Bratva guy… He’s my Bratva boss’s brother, and he gives me possessive looks in the office. When my family needs to settle a debt, he cruelly takes his chance. He buys my curves like they’re property and forces me to become his Bratva bride. I’ve tried to be the perfectly professional assistant, but he wants to break me. He hauls me away in his private plane with just the clothes on my back. He puts me in a wedding dress and walks me down the aisle like a good little bride. I’ve been well and truly sold, and there are no refunds. His ...

I’m forced to marry a complete stranger and give him my virginity. I don’t know anything about him, except that he’s twice my age. I’m afraid of being alone with him, but he says I’m his Bratva bride now. It’s my duty to be with him and give him babies, even when I don’t want to. I’ve known all my life that I’d be traded like a commodity, but it still shakes me. He thinks I’m an ice queen, but he doesn’t know how hot he makes me. I hate how his roaming hands make me beg for more. I’m ashamed of how badly I want him to own my curves. But slowly, I see something else ...

He’s much older than me and forbidden territory. But now I’m carrying his baby. I hated him from the get-go. His Bratva-style possessiveness enraged me. It didn’t matter. We were both promised to someone else anyway. Until he took my innocence and put his seed in my belly. He thinks he owns everything in sight, including me. But my Italian curves can’t be bought, especially by a powerful Bratva. I will ignore the overwhelming heat his steady gaze is causing. And I refuse to be distracted by those long, teasing fingers. But the harder I try to resist him, the louder my body speaks. ...

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 ...

One night with a cold Russian gave me a secret baby. Now I’m forced to marry him. I didn’t know that I was promised to him at birth. I didn’t know that they’d kidnap me to force me into this arranged marriage. But now I’m a pawn in a Bratva game, and he’s dictating the rules. I know how dangerous he is. I’ve seen the blood on his hands. The Bratva rule our city. The Bratva take and give what they want. And right now, he wants me. He wants to own me, control me. He wants me as his Bratva bride, and our daughter as his heir. I’d forgotten what it felt like to feel his harsh ...