He’s been watching me for months. And when his chance comes…he forces me into marriage.
I’ve been trying so hard to prove myself to my Irish mafia dad, but it all falls apart.
When my mission collapses, a much older Bratva guy shows up to save me. But he’s no hero.
He’s a cold, callous Russian who uses this opportunity to make me his Brava bride…
He calls me his Irish Princess, but it’s not meant to be romantic.
He’s been observing me, watching me from the shadows like a stalker.
When he finally has me at his mercy, he handcuffs me and subjects me to a medical exam.
And when I tell him I’ll try to run, he smirks and says I would never succeed.
I feel so ashamed and guilty about my epic failure to prove myself, and it only gets worse.
He makes a deal with my family, an arranged marriage so he can claim me.
It means I’m subjected to his dirty tricks as he pins me against the wall.
It means I’m stuck here as he plays my craving body skillfully until it comes undone.
Will my Bratva husband keep me in his sinful prison forever?
