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 ...

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. ...

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 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 ...

I accidentally spent the night with the head of the Bratva. And now I’m pregnant. After the worst week of my life, I let off some steam with a much older stranger. Little did I know that I’d be staring at two stripes on a pregnancy test. Little did I know that his next step is to force me to marry him. He says he needs an heir, and I’m carrying it. He says he’ll claim me as his mafia bride even though I don’t want to. The Bratva doesn’t accept no. The Bratva takes what it wants. And so the next thing I know, he’s got me blindfolded in the back of a van. His fingers on my ...

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 ...

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 ...

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 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 ...

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 planned to marry a killer. But when a forged marriage license lands on my desk—along with a photo of my sister’s bruised face—I don’t get to say no. Adrian Morelli is my opposite in every way: eleven years older, colder than ice, and the most dangerous man in D.C. The same man who sits at the throne of the crime syndicate I’ve spent my life trying to destroy. Now I wear his ring. Live in his penthouse. And every heated touch blurs the line between enemy and husband. This was supposed to be protection. A lie. But Adrian plays for keeps—and his lies cut deeper than his ...

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. ...

Sofia Revenge brought me to Maxim Voronin. Desire might be my downfall. As his daughter’s nanny, I have one mission—uncover his secrets, destroy his empire. Years of planning, nothing could have prepared me for him. His icey-blue eyes, he commands the room with a single glance, that makes my pulse race. He’s nothing like the monster I expected.. Yet I can’t afford to lose focus. If I do, it’s not just my heart at stake—it’s my brother’s life. Max Sofia should be untouchable. Forbidden. A risk I can’t afford. She’s a firestorm wrapped in curves, turning my world upside ...