Owned by the Bratva

Age Gap Mafia Romance

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 details of his torture sessions.
He drags me to the shower, and tells me he’ll kill anyone who looks at me.
At night, I lie in his bed, succumbing to his teasing until I practically beg him to take my innocence.
By day, he grabs my curves and takes from me what he wants. Will he ever let me go?

Or will he claim me for good?

The Russian Bratva of Miami has three rules: solve problems with violence, paint the streets with blood, and break hearts at will. They’re not nice, they’re not gentle, and they don’t compromise. But behind closed doors, they’ll show you what ruthless love really means.