I was just trying to stop my best friend from marrying the man she’d just met. Then a bleeding Russian mobster decides to use me as cover because rival gangsters are hunting him down.
Zakhar Maksimov is a Bratva Pakhan. He’s ruthless, dangerous, and stupid hot, even while dodging bullets.
He also can’t keep his eyes off me… And somewhere between the shootout and our escape, we accidentally get married!
Now he’s insisting that I stay at his mansion, in his room, for my “safety.” Right… I should run, call the cops, do literally anything but fall for the mob boss who keeps calling me “wife.” But how do you resist a gorgeous, infuriating, overprotective Pakhan who decided you’re his?
This is an accidental marriage, instalove, instalust, forced proximity, unhinged Bratva romance, with a guaranteed HEA! Enjoy ??
