?? I walked into that auction on my own two feet. Eyes open. Chin up. Ready to sell the one thing I had left and walk away with enough cash to save my brother’s life.
I didn’t know he was already in the room. Vadim Sorin — Bratva-born, cold-eyed, built like a man who’s never once been told no. He watched another man win me. Then he took me anyway.
Now my brother’s debt is paid, my old life is gone, and I belong to a man who looks at me like I’m the first thing he’s ever wanted for himself. The problem isn’t that he scares me.
The problem is how badly I want him to keep me.
Virgin auction ? Obsessive Bratva hero ? Breeding kink ? Kidnapping ? Forced proximity ? Guaranteed HEA ??
