I’m a forced Bratva bride…and a pregnant one too.

I’m just a college student focused on her psychology major.

Until I walk into a mafia shootout…and a much older Bratva guy takes me hostage.

Until he forces me to marry him, takes my virginity…and knocks me up as a bonus.

I’m a rule follower who enjoys the occasional little thrill. Going to the casino was a little thrill.

But then my friend and I get caught in a mafia war and she gets kidnapped.

Meanwhile the Bratva enforcer incapacitates me, drags me off, and locks me into his penthouse.

There, he explains to me that I have to be his bride in order to get my friend back.

He tells me what to wear, teaches me lessons, and says he likes me wild.

He corrects my posture, explores my body, and carries me upstairs bridal style.

I shouldn’t want to give myself to him, but my body begs him to take my innocence.

I shouldn’t want him to touch my curves, but my belly is growing with his baby.

Can the ruthless Bratva be the baby daddy I want him to be?