Protection was the excuse. Possession is the rule.
I’m an enforcer’s daughter raised on rules: don’t get cornered, don’t get careless.
One night in a club, I break the rules, and it puts me in the crosshairs of a man I shouldn’t even look at twice: Arkady Saranov. Bratva heir, cold-eyed, brutal.
When he says I’m in danger, he doesn’t ask. He takes. Pulls me out of the lights and into his reach like I’m already his problem to solve—and his to keep.
By morning, his father is dead, his crown is waiting, and I’m trapped in his fortress of a world under the excuse of protection. Forced proximity turns into possession. His rules close around me.
His enemies start circling. And my family’s name becomes a weapon he can’t ignore.
Arkady says he’ll keep me alive. What he doesn’t say is the price and whether I want to give it or not.
