I accidentally gave my virginity to a Bratva gangster. After that, he forced me to marry him.
A stranger, cold as ice, twice my age, and everything I fear
Our agreement was simple: a temporary union, no emotions, no attachment
But the night he took my innocence, everything changed.
The rules have switched now that Im carrying his child.
He demands absolute surrender, and Im forced to confront the darkness within.
He says I belong to him now, and our arrangement is null and void.
Defying him is a reckless game, one that only seems to intensify the hunger in his eyes.
His world is dark, his heart...
I accidentally gave my virginity to a Bratva gangster. After that, he forced me to marry him.
A stranger, cold as ice, twice my age, and everything I fear
Our agreement was simple: a temporary union, no emotions, no attachment
But the night he took my innocence, everything changed.
The rules have switched now that Im carrying his child.
He demands absolute surrender, and Im forced to confront the darkness within.
He says I belong to him now, and our arrangement is null and void.
Defying him is a reckless game, one that only seems to intensify the hunger in his eyes.
His world is dark, his heart darker. Yet, in his arms, I find a twisted sense of safety.
Each time he touches me, I’m torn between my need for freedom and my craving for his dominance.
I want to run, to escape this life he’s forced me into, but my body betrays me.
And as the days pass, I wonder…
Can I survive the wrath of the Bratva leader who owns me? or will I surrender everything to him?
In Chicago the rule of the Tarasov Bratva is the law. These men are as disciplined with their chiseled appearance as they are with the code of honor, revenge, and bloodshed they lie by. They take what they want, and if that is you, be prepared to be claimed, protected, satisfied, and hunted for the rest of your life… will you go willingly?
