A ruthless Bratva brute 20 years older than me just forced me into marriage…
I’d just aced my first job interview when he took me.
He says I need to pay for my secret Bratva family’s debts.
He says that the only way to do this is by becoming his forced bride.
I was adopted as a baby. I didn’t know my biological family is part of the Bratva.
Until he drags me to his car and wrestles me to keep me under control.
Until he forces me to sign the marriage papers.
And suddenly, I’m tied to a Bratva brute until death do us part.
The scars on his body prove what he’s willing to do to get his way.
His cold, manipulative touch changes to a soothing one when he wants it to.
My curves are his payment, responding to him alone.
My body is his possession, his personal toy.
Will the Bratva brute ever release me from his chains?
