I’m a forced Bratva bride…and a pregnant one too. I’m just a college student focused on her psychology major. Until I walk into a mafia shootout…and a much older Bratva guy takes me hostage. Until he forces me to marry him, takes my virginity…and knocks me up as a bonus. I’m a rule follower who enjoys the occasional little thrill. Going to the casino was a little thrill. But then my friend and I get caught in a mafia war and she gets kidnapped. Meanwhile the Bratva enforcer incapacitates me, drags me off, and locks me into his penthouse. There, he explains to me that I have to ...

He forced me to marry him. Then as a bonus, he knocked me up. I was an innocent girl who found herself in a tricky situation. A Bratva guy almost twice my age offered to help me out. He has one condition: As his cruel payment, I’m forced to become his Bratva bride. He’s the most ruthless of the Milov Bratva. He’s also obsessed with me. So when he sees his chance, he pays the money and takes me home. He says there are no rules for a guy like him. He says he will be coming on strong, whether I like it or not. There are horror stories about what he’s done to people. They don’t even ...

I accidentally slept with the Bratva king. Now I’m carrying his heir. After a day from hell, I tried to forget my troubles in the arms of a much older stranger. When he found out he got me pregnant, he locked me into his mansion. When I tried to flee, he forced me to marry him. He’s part of the very organization I fought against as a lawyer. Now I have to watch his cruelness from up close. He says he owns my soul, tears, and body. He says it’s useless to fight because I’m his alone. His kiss is a red hot bruise. His body is an ice cold machine. When he touches my curves, he makes me...

The Bratva King saw me, forced me to marry him, and got me pregnant. He wanted to kidnap me for ransom, then changed his mind. Instead, he decides he wants me for himself, even though he’s much older than me. And when I fight him on it, he handcuffs me and drags me straight to the bedroom. I’m used to abuse and loneliness. They’re my life companions. But I didn’t exactly plan for the Bratva King to take my future from me. He tells me I need to act like his wife and learn the ropes quickly. He shows me that fighting him is useless and overpowers me completely. Every time I try to get...

He got me pregnant with his twins. Now he says he owns me. I’m just a regular girl. I’d never even heard of the Bratva. Until I spent one accidental night with a monster about twice my age. And when I tell him my belly is growing with his seed, he forces me to marry him. After a week from hell, I let out the wild girl in me just once. The next thing I know, I’m stuck in his mansion and forced to try on wedding gowns. He orders me to obey his every command or he’ll punish me. The way my body responds eagerly is as humiliating as it gets. His bloodstained shirts and dark facial ...

I was forced to marry the Bratva to settle my family’s debts. A much older Russian burst into my student apartment and lay down the law. I am the payment that he’s owed, whether I come willingly or not. I am the plus-size virgin he wants to claim, whether I like it or not. I thought I’d escaped a lifetime of abuse by going off to med school. But then the Bratva came to take me for their own purposes. His impeccable suit hides the raw ruthlessness he’s capable of. His ice cold eyes betray the venom he’ll poison me with. He locks me in his room and commands me to shower. My ...

The brutal Bratva won my virginity at a poker game. And now I’m pregnant. He’s much older than me and promised to someone else for mafia purposes. Little did I know that he’d claim me and our baby regardless. Little did I know that he’d start a mafia war just to possess me. He says he doesn’t do love, and he’s never been committed. I try to think of that every time he makes me lose my mind. But it’s hard when his tongue owns my mouth so completely. It’s hard when his fingers tease my curves into submission. I hate how he’s playing me, like a card game he controls. I hate ...

He took me hostage, locked me in, and knocked me up. I was at an innocent bachelorette party when a mafia war erupted around me. Next thing I know, a much older Bratva guy takes me to his penthouse. And before I can blink, I’m his forced bride and expecting his babies… I’m the quiet one, the one who’s happy in the library, the true crime podcaster. I never thought I’d find myself in the hands of the cruel Bratva. He lays me in his ice cold bed and says I look hot tied up. He says I’m his Bratva bride now, controlling my every move. The scar on his face tells me he doesn’t take...

I accidentally let the Bratva take my innocence…the next day I find out I’m his new therapist. I’m a psychologist fresh out of college. Nervous before seeing my first client, I go to a bar. That’s where I meet a hot, much older stranger. He doesn’t speak but takes my virginity. And when I walk into the office the next day…it turns out my first client is him. He hasn’t spoken since childhood trauma almost got him killed. But he isn’t interested in getting “fixed” and speaks in other ways. His mercenary exterior has people scared the minute they see him. The bleeding rose ...

The Bratva king took one look at my innocent, voluptuous curves. Now, he wants to knock me up. I tried to forget about my problems by going out and letting off some steam. That’s when my best friend’s Bratva dad takes my virginity. That’s when he decides he’ll force me into marriage and impregnate me with his baby. He says he can take care of all my problems if I become his wife and give him an heir. I’m shocked and run away. But the Bratva don’t care whether you come willingly or not. He throws me over his shoulder and tosses me in the backseat of his car. He lays down his ...

He’s much too old for me…but he’s obsessed with me and forces me into marriage… I’m the innocent one, the good girl who didn’t know about the Bratva. Until he marches into my life and decides I’m his. And the next thing I know, I’m locked in his mansion and forced to be his Bratva bride. I spent my youth bouncing around foster care homes. I’ve never been anyone’s choice. But when he sees me, his eyes get dark and a slow smile curls his lips. He takes my phone and puts in my job resignation for me. And when someone else comes too close, he’s wracked with jealousy and ...

A much older Bratva gangster broke my heart. Years later I’m forced to marry him. I had escaped the mafia life and lived a normal life like a normal girl. Until my dear mobster dad kidnaps me to marry me off to the Bratva. And now I’m supposed to give my innocence and a baby to the guy who once dumped me. They put me in a wedding dress and walked me down the aisle. My ruthless husband doesn’t seem to care whether I want to be his mafia bride. He wants to possess and protect me, but I’m not a damsel. He can lock me up in his mansion, but he can’t make me love him. I want my sweet ...

The Bratva King grabbed my voluptuous curves and knocked me up. He’s twice my age, and the most dangerous guy in the city. I didn’t know this when I accidentally spend one night with him. I didn’t know this, but then he kidnapped me and told me I have to marry him. I’m a naive girl, I didn’t know about ruthless Bratva guys with blood on their hands. But now I’m carrying the heir of the Bratva King. I’ve tried to run from his mansion, but he won’t let me escape.

My first husband died under mysterious circumstances. Some might call it bad luck. I call it survival. Now, I’m arranged to marry Antonio Bianchi, heir to a mafia empire and a man who could destroy me if he learns the truth. Antonio is everything I fear: ruthless, unrelenting, and dangerously irresistible. When I crash his bachelor party to uncover what kind of man he truly is, I think I’m a step ahead. But he catches me. And instead of punishing me, he stakes his claim in ways that leave me breathless. He says I belong to him. That he’ll strip me bare until I have no secrets left. ...

I’m offered as a bride to the merciless Bratva… I’m fresh out of college and about to start a job in the real world. Until daddy tells me I have to marry a much older member of the Bratva to avenge my family. I don’t want to give my new husband my innocence and a baby…but I have little choice. I’m furious that I got forced into this situation. I’m furious that I didn’t stand up for myself. Now I’m walking down the aisle in a dress that’s as black as death. I vow that I’ll never be his little trophy wife, and we’ll never consummate this marriage. But my behavior only ...