I was forced to marry the Bratva to settle my family's debts.

A much older Russian burst into my student apartment and lay down the law.

I am the payment that he's owed, whether I come willingly or not.

I am the plus-size virgin he wants to claim, whether I like it or not.

I thought I'd escaped a lifetime of abuse by going off to med school.

But then the Bratva came to take me for their own purposes.

His impeccable suit hides the raw ruthlessness he's capable of.

His ice cold eyes betray the venom he'll poison me with.

He locks me in his room and commands me to shower.

My trembling curves show him how embarrassingly innocent I am.

He tears through my armor and says that no one but him will touch me.

He breaks down my protection and says that he'll heal what he's broken.

Will he ever free me from his prison?