Mark by Malikov

Dumped by text, she drank her way through three bottles of wine and broke into her best friend's apartment in nothing but a hoodie and a green sheet mask.The man inside was not her friend but Anton Malikov, a green-eyed Bratva killer who had taken the sublet and wanted nothing to do with her breakdown—least of all aft...

Anton Malikov's enemies know I am pregnant with his child, and that knowledge has cracked the control on which the Bratva enforcer built his empire.I fell for a killer I was never meant to love, and the man who never begged is breaking his own laws to keep anyone else from touching me.His protection has a price: I live...