The Pakhan’s Bride (Mafia Bosses #3)

Five years ago, he was just a stranger in Paris.

A nameless man who claimed me for one night.

At twenty-one, I fell for a man twelve years my senior.

Today, hes the Pakhan who destroyed my family.

Konstantin Vetrov took everything from me.

My father. My sister. My bloodline.

He turned my empire to ash and smoke.

But he doesnt know about our son.

He doesnt know Ive spent five years sharpening my blade.

He doesnt know the car bomb was just foreplay.

Until he survives my assassination attempt.

Until he tracks me to my sanctuary.

Until he makes me The Pakhans Bride.

You dont refuse the Pakhan, he growls against my...

Five years ago, he was just a stranger in Paris.

A nameless man who claimed me for one night.

At twenty-one, I fell for a man twelve years my senior.

Today, hes the Pakhan who destroyed my family.

Konstantin Vetrov took everything from me.

My father. My sister. My bloodline.

He turned my empire to ash and smoke.

But he doesnt know about our son.

He doesnt know Ive spent five years sharpening my blade.

He doesnt know the car bomb was just foreplay.

Until he survives my assassination attempt.

Until he tracks me to my sanctuary.

Until he makes me The Pakhans Bride.

You dont refuse the Pakhan, he growls against my throat.

Now hes discovered our beautiful boy with dual-colored eyes.

Now he watches our son call him Papa.

Lev loves the monster who owns me.

The same hands that claimed Moscow stroke my childs hair.

The same mouth that commands empires whispers bedtime stories.

But Im not here to play his captive queen.

Im here to finish what I started.

Even if I have to destroy him from his own bed.

When love and vengeance share the same heartbeat