Forced to Marry the Bratva Enemy

Age Gap Mafia Romance

A much older Bratva guy forces me into marriage and owns my virgin body…
I’ve been used as bait and leverage by my family many times.
But now I’m under his control. He takes me from the sidewalk and binds my hands.
Then he forces me to sign the marriage papers, and suddenly my body is his alone.

I was an innocent little girl once, until I was groomed as a Bratva weapon.
When I fall into the hands of my new husband, I’m once again a means to an end.
I cannot defend myself against him, but I vow not to give in to his demands.
I cannot escape this forced marriage, but I will not obey his orders. I hope.

I cannot let him see beneath my mask, because then he’ll see everything.
He’ll see how his raw hands are touching the most vulnerable parts of me.
He’ll see how his rough mouth is taking everything I have.
Will he recklessly break me until I have nothing left?

Or will my Bratva captor heal me?

The Nikotov Bratva are ice cold and ruthless. You think they won’t break you, but they will. You think they won’t hurt you, but they will. You think they won’t heal you…but they will. Always.