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 ...

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 ...

He sees me on the auction stage and outbids everyone to marry me… He’s my family’s arch rival. Humiliating me is his revenge. He’s much older than me but decides he’ll force me into marriage anyway. So he buys me like property. Now I’m his to do with as he pleases. My brothers see me as their precious baby sister, the one who needs protection. Until the big bad Bratva guy picks me up and drags me away. I’m the card he’s waiting to play, a pretty little ace up his sleeve. And while he has me under his control, he decides to have some fun. I ask what he’s going to do to me, ...

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 ...

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’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’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. ...

I accidentally slept with a much older Bratva guy who tortures for a living… I met him at the library of my university. I’m normally a good girl, but he turned me bad. He made me lose control for one reckless night. I sneaked out the next day. But when I’m the eyewitness to a shootout, he’s the one who comes to interrogate me… I had no idea that the underworld existed. I had no idea that guys like him torture people in their basements. When I try to run from him, he blocks my path and drags me back. He brings me to his place and intends on keeping me there for as long as he wants....

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 ...

I accidentally became my Bratva boss’s surrogate. And now he’s made me his prisoner. I didn’t know I was the maid of a mafia lord. I thought he was just a hot rich player. I didn’t know it’s his baby I’m carrying. Until people start shooting at me. Until he forces me to move in with him to protect his baby. I signed up for an anonymous surrogacy because I desperately need the money. And so without knowing it, I got knocked up by the Bratva. All goes well until he locks me into his mansion on a private island “for my protection”. We’re all alone at the ends of the world. ...

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. ...

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 kidnaps me for revenge. Then he forces me into marriage. He’s twelve years older than me, and he’s the enemy. He wants to get back at my family by setting a trap for me. And before I know it, he drags me to the altar and makes me his new Bratva bride. I was happy to finally get some freedom from my overprotective brothers. But I didn’t know he’d use his chance to kidnap me and imprison me in the bedroom. He may think that he just got himself a new toy, but I won’t come easily. He may think that I’ll be his good little bride, but I swear I will get out of here. He’s using me...

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 ...

He kidnapped me from my yoga class and knocked me up. I didn’t know the Bratva existed until he randomly took me hostage. He’s much older than me, but the adrenaline rush forces me into his bed. And when he finds out I’m pregnant, he says we’re getting married pronto. I try to run, but he locks me into his yacht and binds me up. He says he knows this is what I want, that it’s for my own good. I tell him that I want to get out. And it almost sounds like I mean it. But my body burns for him so badly that it betrays me again and again. My hormones are going haywire for his possessive...