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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 ...

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 ...

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 ...

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. ...

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. ...

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. ...

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 ...

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. ...

He kidnaps me for revenge. Then he forces me into marriage. He’s twelve years older than me, and he’s the enemy. He wants to get back at my family by setting a trap for me. And before I know it, he drags me to the altar and makes me his new Bratva bride. I was happy to finally get some freedom from my overprotective brothers. But I didn’t know he’d use his chance to kidnap me and imprison me in the bedroom. He may think that he just got himself a new toy, but I won’t come easily. He may think that I’ll be his good little bride, but I swear I will get out of here. He’s using me...

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...

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....

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...