The Russian Bratva’s Forced Bride (Markov Bratva #1)

LEXIE
One night. One gorgeous stranger who made me forget everything. Two pink lines.
I never expected to see him again. I definitely didn't expect him to become my boss.
Or to discover he's the head of the Russian Bratva in Miami.
When Yuri Markov finds out I'm carrying his child, he doesn't ask—he takes. Kidnaps me off the street. Forces me into marriage. Locks me in his gilded fortress and calls it protection.

He's ruthless. Dangerous. A monster in an expensive suit.
But he's also the man who pays my sister's medical bills. Who looks at me like I'm something precious. Who touches me like I'm already his.
I should hate him for stealing my freedom.
Instead, I'm terrified of how badly I want to surrender.

YURI
The moment she walked into my bar, I knew she would be mine.
I let her go once. Biggest mistake of my life.
When she steps into my office as my new PA, she’s mine.
When I discover she's pregnant with my child, I do what any pakhan would do—I eliminate the problem. Her poverty. Her fear. Her choice.

She thinks I'm a monster. She's right.
But I'm her monster now, and I'll burn this city to the ground before I let anyone take her from me.
She fights me at every turn, fire blazing in those ocean-blue eyes.
Good. I don't want her broken.
I want her exactly as she is—fierce, stubborn, and utterly, irrevocably MINE.