When’s the best time to tell my brother’s best friend that I’m pregnant with his baby?

Not the night before I’m supposed to marry someone else…

I was playing piano completely naked when my brother’s best friend Alexander walked in on me.

But instead of turning away—he told me to keep going.

Which is how one song turned into an extremely stupid night of passion.

I’ve known Alex most of my life, and I’ve hated him forever.

He’s a vicious killer, a gorgeous beast, and an arrogant monster.

And now I’m pregnant with his baby.

But my father wants me to marry someone else, and the head of our Bratva crime family personally picked out my arranged husband.

There’s no way I can get out of this—so why am I standing on Alexander’s doorstep with a positive pregnancy test in my hands?