deadbeat husband left us one last “gift”: a marriage contract with the Bratva…
But when I open the door expecting an older Pakhan came to claim my sweet, young stepdaughter, I’m met with a six-plus-feet, bearded, tattooed Scottish menace.
Adam Maksimov is unhinged, ridiculously hot, filthy rich, and he says I’m his! That he’s putting a baby in me, and our wedding is happening whether I walk down the aisle on my own feet or thrown over his shoulder…
