Traded to the Russian Bratva

He wins me at a knife throwing contest. Now I’m his forced bride.
I’m tied to the wall, used as an unwilling, innocent target for knife throwers.
My arm is already bleeding when a much older Bratva guy takes his turn.
When he wins, he pays my family money so that he can take me with him and make me his wife.

I’ve always had big dreams, the biggest one to break free from my family who exploit me for labor.
But now an untamed Bratva player has me tied to him.
He’s a monster who carves a knife as slowly as a vulture circling its dying meal.
And when he sees me, his protective instincts roar to life, wanting to kill whoever comes near.

He bites my pouty lips until they’re red and raw.
He takes care of my bleeding body until it’s defenseless and exposed.
I’m drowning in his violent Bratva world, in the way he’s possessed with me.
My hoarse voice haunts me. My needy body tortures me. He says it all belongs to him now.

Will my forced husband keep me here forever?

The Yuri Bratva is ruthless in every way. They will kill for their brides, own their bodies, and ruin their hearts for only one The true love that only a bad, bossy Russian can give you.