LUNA ROJA
He came for my sister.
The scarred, brutal Bratva king from Russia, the one whispered about in mafia circles like a ghost story, traveled halfway across the world to claim her. But my sister was too fragile for a man like him. I tried to protect her.
I didn’t know I was the one he truly wanted.
From the moment Misha Petrov saw me, I became his obsession.
He struck a deal with my father and took me instead. Forced me into a sham marriage, dragged me into his icy empire, and made me pretend in public that I belonged to him. But behind closed doors, the lines began to blur. I hated him. I needed him.
And then, I ran.
MISHA PETROV
She thinks she escaped. She thinks I’ll let her go.
But Luna Rojas was never going to leave me, not truly.
I burned everything that stood between us, including the man she thought she loved. The one I had to kill. And when she fled to attend his funeral, I followed with five hundred men and a vow carved in blood.
I cleared the graveyard. Claimed her—body, soul, and screams, right there, over his bones.
Because if I can’t have her love… I’ll take her fear. And I haven’t even started yet.
