Good news: My sister ran away from her wedding nightmare. Bad news: I’m taking her place as the Bratva king’s wife…
Dante Volkov is the stuff dreams are made of. Scratch that—he’s my worst nightmare come to life. The devil dressed in a designer suit. The man my sister was promised to.
But when she disappears a week before their wedding, My father doesn’t protect me. He drags me down the altar— Straight into the devil’s arms.
So now I’m his to devour, Ravage, And ruin… Till death do us part.
But Dante’s enemies are coming for us. And when they find out I’m pregnant with his heir… There won’t be a fight— There’ll be war.
