I’m forced to marry an obsessed Bratva guy a decade older than me.
I had it all figured out. I wanted to be free from my Bratva family and live a normal life.
But they force me to marry our ally to keep everyone safe.
My plus-size curves now belong to a dark, violent monster who kills for a living.
My overprotective brothers think I’m too vulnerable in the normal world.
So this forced marriage is meant to bring me back to the dark side.
The dark side, where my new Bratva husband stalks me.
The dark side, where I’m helpless and completely at his mercy.
His long, lingering kiss in front of the wedding guests unnerves me.
He teases me until my body is exhausted from trying to stay in control.
He wears me down until I can do nothing but give into his every wish.
I didn’t want to be his forced Bratva bride but I have no choice.
Should I give my plus-size curves to a Bratva monster?
