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Story: The Bratva's Captive

“Anything you want.” He kissed me as we rode away. “Everything you want.” He kissed me until I felt so aroused that I’d ask if we could pull over.
“I think I knew you were the one when you gave me that private dance at the club,” he admitted.
“You knew I was the one back when you were convinced you didn’t want aone?”
He nodded. “You’re so stubborn that I couldn’t resist. From the first moment.”
I smiled, resting my head on his shoulder as he resumed checking texts and taking calls about retrieving his brother from the enemy’s clutches.
I looked forward to it all. Being home with him, starting a family with him. We’d be together, but I wouldn’t adapt to not worrying, too.
With how easily Nik was taken, it was proof that I was entering a lifetime of danger.
Those concerns would always be there now. As Maxim’s good girl, his Mafia bride, or his wife, danger would be waiting for me and this sweet, innocent life inside me. We had seven more months to meet this little one, but when he or she entered the world, both Maxim and I would fight to keep our future safe.
I sighed, secure against my Mafia boss, and I relaxed with one simple fact—I’d never regret choosing this man to be mine forever.