Owned By the Russian Bratva Boss

Vlad: My father’s dying command was simple: Get married and produce an heir or be stripped of the Bratva crown. The way I saw it, I didn’t have a goddamn choice. So, neither did she . . .

Isabella: The devil made us an offer. One we couldn’t refuse: Me in exchange for clearing my parents’ debt. The terms? Marry him and have his baby! But if Vlad thought I’d be some obedient little wifey, He had another thing coming . . .

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Vlad: My father’s dying command was simple: Get married and produce an heir or be stripped of the Bratva crown. The way I saw it, I didn’t have a goddamn choice. So, neither did she . . .

Isabella: The devil made us an offer. One we couldn’t refuse: Me in exchange for clearing my parents’ debt. The terms? Marry him and have his baby! But if Vlad thought I’d be some obedient little wifey, He had another thing coming . . .

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