The Bratva boss demands that I marry him and breed his heir.

He’s my family’s ally and demands some skin in the game. Me.

I don’t like him, and he’s much too old for me, but he’s obsessed with me.

So he formulates his plan: arrange to marry me and then knock me up.

I’m only doing this to keep my family safe. This is a marriage on paper only.

Unfortunately, he sees it differently.

He demands that I live in his house and obey his rules.

He insists that I perform my wifely duties. All of them.

He says I’ll be the one crawling to his bed, begging for him to take me.

I fight the moment, but get drawn into slow, heavy kisses that leave me out of control.

I try not to be turned on, but get pulled into long, wet nights that make me desperate.

But when I’ve given him the heir he wants, will he claim me for real?

Or will he leave me hanging?

The Dubrov Bratva are the ruthless keepers of the city, the cold protectors of the women they claim, and the gentle daddies of the babies they make. Love them or hate them, you have no choice but to obey them the minute they decide that they want you for life.

I wanted to become a doctor. Instead, he makes me his forced Bratva bride.

He wants to coerce my family into submission by forcing me into marriage.

He’s much older than me, but it’s not like I have a choice.

My dreams are shattered, and my life and my innocence are his to do with as he pleases…

I graduated college with top marks and had my career all planned out.

But he decides to destroy it all and kidnaps me to his mansion.

I get out of the cuffs and run, but he catches me and wrestles me to the ground.

He carries me back to his house and says he’ll lock me in.

He makes me walk to the altar, and I vow to hate him for the rest of my life.

But late at night in his bed, the fight leaves me.

I cannot protect my virginity when all my body wants is to give it to him.

I cannot protect my heart when all my soul wants is for him to crush it.

Am I falling for the ruthless Bratva?

The Bratva bought me at an underground auction. Now he owns me.

He’s much older than me and wants revenge on my family by forcing me into marriage.

When I find myself for sale at an auction stage, he’s in the audience.

And when the bidding starts, he outbids everyone and buys me.

I’m a prized animal, a piece of meat sold to the highest bidder.

He investigates me and looks me over, chin in hand.

I try to fight his guards, but he only chuckles and says it’s for my own good.

He puts me in his back seat, my hands bound, as he casually texts on his phone.

When he tells me we’re getting married, I fight him on it, but it’s no use.

He gently undoes my bindings and closes in on me.

He shows me off and gets possessive when others come too near.

He leaves me embarrassed and humiliated, but I have no choice other than to accept it.

Will I ever be free from his control?

He's obsessed with having me…so he kidnaps me and gets me pregnant.

They call him a monster because of his unstable ways.

He's much older than me, and he gets jealous and possessive around me.

And whether I want him to lock me up and claim me or not…he does it anyway.

He thinks that I need a lesson, that he needs to teach me something.

So he blindfolds and binds me, then throws me into his car.

He brings me to his mansion and gently tends to my wounds.

And when I escape, he hunts me down and puts me in his bed.

He handcuffs me to him, forcing himself into my space.

I'm frightened of the hell he's about to unleash on me.

His rage terrifies me, but his tenderness heals my injuries.

His jealousy keeps me locked up, but his tongue forces me into submission.

Can a Bratva monster be my baby daddy?

I saw something I shouldn't. Now a much older Bratva guy forces me to marry him…

I worked overtime to get a flawless internship record and a much-needed scholarship.

Until I found out that my intimidating boss is part of the Bratva and obsessed with me.

Until I try to run but he drags me back and tells me we're getting married pronto…

He knows everything about me, including my family debts.

He's obsessed with my innocence and how I know nothing about his barbaric world.

He makes me work in his office where he can keep a close eye on me.

He monitors my every move, his single-minded focus always on me.

He tells me our marriage is for my protection. He didn't tell me he wants to consummate it.

His cruel body corrupts my plus-sized curves into submission.

His jealous, obsessed hands control my every desperate want.

But when my inhibitions are lowered and my physical needs turn into raw emotion…will he leave me hanging?

Or is this forced marriage turning into something more?

I'm forced to marry an over-the-top possessive Bratva guy.

I just graduated from college with big dreams about my future.

Until Daddy tells me that I'll marry a much older member of the Bratva instead.

And soon I discover what it's like to be utterly controlled by a Russian…

Our wedding is cold and tense, mirroring my feelings of betrayal.

But afterwards, he will remove my wedding dress.

He will make it clear to me that all of me belongs to him now.

He will tell me not to disobey, else I will see how powerful he truly is.

I try to gain some semblance of control, but I know that I'm helpless.

He manipulates my body until it breaks under his cruel care.

He manipulates my heart until it wants his baby.

But when I'm lost and weak, craving for him to save me…will he come?

Or will he betray me again?

The Bratva King raided my house, forced me to marry him, and knocked me up with twins.

He wants revenge on my family, and so he claims their daughter—me.

He's much too old for me and even more ruthless than the rest of them.

But there's nothing I can do. I'm married to a beast now.

I've lived in a gilded cage all my life, been neglected and mocked.

Now I'm essentially changing hands, moving to a Bratva cage this time.

He has a reputation for being brutal and taking what he wants.

He says the sooner I obey him, the sooner he'll give me a shred of freedom.

He's got me trapped, but I won't sit here like a trophy wife.

And yet I stay in his house, confused why my tired body is desperate for his cold touch.

I lie in his bed, asking myself why I'm letting a brute claim my exhausted curves.

I've seen glimpses of what's beneath the terrifying harshness. And I need to know:

Can the brutal Bratva King be a good daddy for our twins?

I resent my new arranged mafia husband. But I'm supposed to give him my innocence.

He's much older than me, and he wants to ensure an alliance with my family.

I thought that our marriage would be fake, for appearances only.

What I didn't know is that he's been obsessed with me the moment he laid eyes on me…

He watches my every move over the security cameras in his mansion.

He stalks me to make sure that I'm safe and don't do anything he doesn't want.

I saved myself for the one, only to realize that I'll be giving it to this ruthless man.

I'll be handing over my innocence to a cold-blooded mobster who will never love me.

I try to set boundaries, but he refuses all of my demands.

He commands me to lay myself bare before him, with nothing to protect myself.

He humiliates me by making me wait and changing his mind.

But my soft, warm body wants to offer itself to him regardless.

Can this cruel monster ever really love me?

He forced me to be his Bratva bride to pay for my father's sins.

I was on a night out to forget about my life when a much older stranger kidnapped me.

His plan is simple: put me in his mansion, marry me, and torture me for the rest of my life.

I'm determined to hate him…but then he gets me pregnant.

He locks me up in a bedroom and has me blindfolded.

I'm bathed in luxurious scents and dressed in silky material…only to realize it's a wedding dress.

He thinks I'm a spoiled brat, but he doesn't know that I'm used to being punished.

This forced marriage just means that I'm changing one prison for another.

He hovers over me, and tells anyone who comes close to back off.

He says I'm his wife and that he's the one who'll do the torturing.

But his torture consists of rough, animalistic games that he controls.

He married me for revenge. But when he finds out I'm pregnant, will he throw me away?

Or can we be a little Bratva family?

The Bratva offered me a deal from hell: Either I marry him, or I disappear for good.

I'm a young, voluptuous journalist investigating recent murders. They lead me straight to him.

He takes one look at me and tells me two things: I can't publish my article. And I have to marry him.

I resist. He's much too old and a criminal. But he forces me to marry him anyway.

I did my research. I know what he's done and what he's capable of.

What I didn't know is that he'd make me a barbaric proposal I can't refuse.

What I didn't know is that he'd force me to be his Bratva bride.

I want to run from him, but he reminds me of what will happen if I do.

If I disobey him, he'll make sure I bear the consequences.

He brings me to his bedroom and turns my shouts into moans.

He shatters my resistance and takes from me what he wants.

Every day he drags me in deeper until I find myself helpless.

Will the cruel Bratva ever let me go?