Ruinous Need

The captive ballerina was supposed to remain untouched. This Bratva hitman couldn’t resist.

Now he’ll carve a bloody trail to keep her, and the secret heir inside her…

LISETTE:

I’m precious cargo. Promised to another.

Locked in a penthouse with this lethal hitman.

A Bratva weapon of muscle and scars.

I think he’s carved from marble. Until he touches me.

Risking war. Risking everything.

Under his dominant hands, I don’t break. I become stronger.

And when he finds I’m carrying his heir, there’s no turning back.

He’ll burn down the world to keep me safe.

If we both die tomorrow, at least I’ll be his.

VIKTOR:

I captured her. On the Pakhan’s orders.

The...

The captive ballerina was supposed to remain untouched. This Bratva hitman couldn’t resist.

Now he’ll carve a bloody trail to keep her, and the secret heir inside her…

LISETTE:

I’m precious cargo. Promised to another.

Locked in a penthouse with this lethal hitman.

A Bratva weapon of muscle and scars.

I think he’s carved from marble. Until he touches me.

Risking war. Risking everything.

Under his dominant hands, I don’t break. I become stronger.

And when he finds I’m carrying his heir, there’s no turning back.

He’ll burn down the world to keep me safe.

If we both die tomorrow, at least I’ll be his.

VIKTOR:

I captured her. On the Pakhan’s orders.

The ballerina clad in bright silk.

With no place in this dark world of ours.

Defenseless. Innocent. Good.

The Pakhan thought I’d leave her untouched.

That would be unbearable agony.

I break his trust. I claim what’s mine.

I know it means war.

A fiery meteor has nothing on the ruin I’ll unleash to keep her.