The Bratva Contract

I’m not his bride. I’m his property. Our marriage is a contract. Signed in blood. Paid for in power.

Dima Petrov. Bratva royalty. A king who takes without asking.

I’m meant to give him an heir and stay out of his way. But his hands don’t just claim. They punish. They possess. They make me crave the man I should fear most.

Then I’m taken by his enemies. A pawn in a game I never agreed to play. But Dima doesn’t bargain. He hunts. He destroys. He burns the world to get me back.

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