He paid to have me as his bride. Now he wants me to carry his baby as well.

I was trying to drown my misery at the bar when I ran into a much older stranger.

He said he'd make all of my family's problems vanish immediately.

All I have to do is marry him and become his Bratva bride…

I gave up everything for my family's small business. Now it's about to go bankrupt.

There is only one way to save it: Marry the Bratva. Become his unwilling wife.

Of course I say no, of course I run from him.

But he knows I don't have a choice. He knows I'm forced to accept his terms.

I didn't know anything about the Bratva, but he teaches me.

He watches me in his bathtub until the bubbles pop.

He teases me about my innocence until I'm exhausted by the fight inside of me.

I struggle against him until my body gives itself over.

Can the Bratva heal my scars?