They stole me in the dark—
A daughter traded like blood money.
My father handed me to the Bratva.
Now I belong to Luka Dubinin.
Older. Colder. Sin in a tailored suit.
He doesn’t force my submission.
He seduces it with silence and steel.
Builds me a studio. Watches me dance.
Burns me alive with every glance.
I swore I’d never break.
Never beg. Never love a man like him.
But I crave his voice.
His touch. His darkness. His power.
He shields me with bullets.
Loves me like war—violent and absolute.
I should escape.
Instead, I made a vow behind locked doors.
Not of love. Not of freedom.
But of surrender… and survival.
These are our Captive Vows.
And now… I’m carrying the Pakhan’s child.
But when the truth comes out… will he protect me—
or destroy me like all the others?
