He marches into my bedroom looking like an animal and forces me into marriage. He’s the scariest of the brothers and more than a decade older than me. The trauma inside of me is still very raw, but he gives me an impossible choice. Either I marry him, or I’m unprotected and helpless. He found me in a fragile state after the horrendous ordeal that traumatized me. I have nightmares and wake up sweating and shaking. That’s when he scares the living daylights out of me by barging in and taking me. That’s when he declares that we’re getting married, and I have no choice. He’s forcing...

He forced me to marry him. Then as a bonus, he knocked me up. I was an innocent girl who found herself in a tricky situation. A Bratva guy almost twice my age offered to help me out. He has one condition: As his cruel payment, I’m forced to become his Bratva bride. He’s the most ruthless of the Milov Bratva. He’s also obsessed with me. So when he sees his chance, he pays the money and takes me home. He says there are no rules for a guy like him. He says he will be coming on strong, whether I like it or not. There are horror stories about what he’s done to people. They don’t even ...

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 ...

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’m a forced Bratva bride…and a pregnant one too. I’m just a college student focused on her psychology major. Until I walk into a mafia shootout…and a much older Bratva guy takes me hostage. Until he forces me to marry him, takes my virginity…and knocks me up as a bonus. I’m a rule follower who enjoys the occasional little thrill. Going to the casino was a little thrill. But then my friend and I get caught in a mafia war and she gets kidnapped. Meanwhile the Bratva enforcer incapacitates me, drags me off, and locks me into his penthouse. There, he explains to me that I have to ...

A Bratva psycho is obsessed with claiming my curves, even though it’s forbidden. He’s much older than me, and he wants revenge for what my family has done to his. So he blindfolds and binds me, and drags me to his isolated mountain cabin. And there, his psychotic rage builds until my innocent body is no longer safe. He’s skilled with needles and knives, like a butcher in a meat market. He carves up his victims for fun, as pieces of art. I’m usually strong and fiery, but I’m trapped with a beast and must wait it out. And if I thought I’d get out unharmed, I was sorely mistaken. ...

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...

He got me pregnant with his twins. Now he says he owns me. I’m just a regular girl. I’d never even heard of the Bratva. Until I spent one accidental night with a monster about twice my age. And when I tell him my belly is growing with his seed, he forces me to marry him. After a week from hell, I let out the wild girl in me just once. The next thing I know, I’m stuck in his mansion and forced to try on wedding gowns. He orders me to obey his every command or he’ll punish me. The way my body responds eagerly is as humiliating as it gets. His bloodstained shirts and dark facial ...

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 ...

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 ...

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 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 ...

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...

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 ...

A Bratva monster broke my heart, but not before impregnating me. I raised his secret twins far away from everything, but now I’m forced to go back. When he finds out who I am, he takes me and locks me up. And he says he has no intention of letting me go this time around. I try to escape his mansion, but he drags me back every time. I try to fight him, but I’m too weak to take him one on one. He says he’ll punish me when I misbehave again. He overpowers me until I can do nothing but submit to him. The bruises on my body are burning. The open wounds he’s given me are raw. But despite ...