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I just got sold as his forced Bratva bride… He’s a much older Bratva King, and he takes me as payment for my daddy’s debts. He says he could torture me slowly, use me, or ship me off. But instead, he makes me go down on my knees and forces me to marry him. I was completely unaware of the Russian underworld. Until him. He gives me a maid outfit and says I’m his one and only now. I don’t want to play his game, but it’s not a game. He tells me I’ll serve him, one way or another. I refuse to be used. I refuse to break under his harsh orders. But he kisses my bruised lips until ...

He kidnaps me, locks me up, and uses me. I’m just an innocent intern who has never heard of the Bratva. Until a much older Bratva guy kidnaps me to one of his hideouts and forces me into a deal. Either I give him what he wants, or he’ll make me regret that I didn’t. He monitors everything I do and blackmails me. When another man looks at me, he sees red and tells me I’m his alone. When I fight back, he uses his special Bratva techniques to soften me up. And just when I’m about to give in, I realize he’s been using me the whole time. He catches me in vulnerable moments and uses ...

I accidentally slept with a Bratva guy. Now he’s hunting me. He’s fifteen years older than me, and he’s decided I’m his vengeance. I didn’t know that when I spent the night in his bed and gave myself to him. But when I escape, he kidnaps me and knocks me up to boot. I volunteer at the library, restless about where my life is going. My family is in the Bratva, and as their little sister, I’ve become the enemy’s target. The enemy is a dangerous, intense guy who likes to be controlling. The enemy tricks me into his bed, showing me exactly how to obey his commands. I run from him....

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 ...

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 ...

My Bratva boss is much too old for me. And obsessed with my plus-size curves. I’m his new PA as part of a Bratva alliance, and he monitors me obsessively. He specializes in dirty Bratva business, and his cold gaze follows me around. I hate the way he commands me…but my curves want more. He breathes down my neck constantly and gets jealous when someone approaches me. He kills without a thought and without getting blood on his dress shirt. I shouldn’t notice how his pants emphasize his crazy hot physique. I shouldn’t notice how his scent wakes up my virgin body. He orders me around in...

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, ...

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 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 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...

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 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 Bratva torture specialist saw my plus-size curves and decided he owns them. I was working late at the lab one night when I took a wrong turn. There I walked into a torture chamber and accidentally saw things I shouldn’t. There I met a much older Bratva guy who would kidnap me and take my innocence. I just graduated and wanted to make a good impression at work. Little did I know that my exploration of the lab would lead me into his Bratva claws. When he catches me, he ties, gags, and blindfolds me. And when I disobey, I’m thrown into a cell as punishment. He tells me the dirty ...

I have to marry my worst enemy…so that I can have my revenge. He betrayed me and broke my heart into a million pieces. Months later, my cousin has to enter an arranged marriage with him to unite our families. I offer myself as his bride instead. So that I can break him the way he did me. I’ve been yearning for the day I can make him suffer. But who was I kidding? He’s the Bratva, after all, and older and more experienced to boot. He picks me up, throws me over his shoulder, and takes me away. He locks me in a room and says I’m his now. His private possession. He rules my world again...

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 ...

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 ...

I’m offered as a bride at an underground fighting ring. The winner is a much older Bratva guy. I don’t want to be here, but I’m the prize tonight, forced to see how he wins my hand. He takes one look at me and is immediately obsessed with me. So he brings me to his mansion and traps me there as his Bratva bride. I’m used to abuse and being told I’m useless. But I’ve never been an unwilling Bratva bride. When I try to escape, he drags me back furiously. He says I’m his now, that he’ll protect me and keep me safe. He makes me touch myself and show him what I’ve been taught. ...

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’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 desperately need his protection. In return, he demands marriage and a baby… I hacked myself into a situation, and now only the Bratva can save me. But when I go to the Bratva, he takes one look at me and says his protection has a price. Either I marry him and give him a baby or…he leaves me to die. I’ve always relied on myself, never obeyed anyone. But I have no choice but to obey him. When I don’t listen to him, he traps me against the door. When I try to run from him, he drags me back to his suite. And soon I learn that when a Russian is obsessed with you…you’d better obey. ...