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He didn’t ask for my name.
He told me I was his.

One night. That’s all it took. A stolen kiss that turned into a deal with the devil himself.
Daniil Zorin—cold-eyed heir to the Chicago Bratva. Ruthless. Merciless. The kind of man who takes what he wants…and what he wanted was me.

He offered me a bargain soaked in danger.
Be his wife for a weekend....

He didn’t ask for my name.
He told me I was his.

One night. That’s all it took. A stolen kiss that turned into a deal with the devil himself.
Daniil Zorin—cold-eyed heir to the Chicago Bratva. Ruthless. Merciless. The kind of man who takes what he wants…and what he wanted was me.

He offered me a bargain soaked in danger.
Be his wife for a weekend....

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He’s the Bratva king of Miami. I’m the journalist who should have stayed far away.

One night, I slip into a world I don’t belong in—designer gowns, crystal champagne flutes, whispered deals worth millions.
My plan is simple: pretend to be someone else, gather what I need, and disappear.

Then I meet Renat Rostov.

Tall. Lethal. Gorgeous enough to ruin...

He’s the Bratva king of Miami. I’m the journalist who should have stayed far away.

One night, I slip into a world I don’t belong in—designer gowns, crystal champagne flutes, whispered deals worth millions.
My plan is simple: pretend to be someone else, gather what I need, and disappear.

Then I meet Renat Rostov.

Tall. Lethal. Gorgeous enough to ruin...

He’s danger in a tailored suit. I’m the line he was never meant to cross. And now I’m carrying his baby.

Dimitri Popov lives in the shadows—an enforcer, a killer, the brother who protects the Avilov Bratva empire with ruthless precision.

He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t flinch. And he sure as hell doesn’t fall in love.
Until me.

It started with a kiss...

He’s danger in a tailored suit. I’m the line he was never meant to cross. And now I’m carrying his baby.

Dimitri Popov lives in the shadows—an enforcer, a killer, the brother who protects the Avilov Bratva empire with ruthless precision.

He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t flinch. And he sure as hell doesn’t fall in love.
Until me.

It started with a kiss...

I thought the monster in my nightmares was just that—a nightmare.

Until I woke up in his dungeon.

I expected to wake up tangled in my husband’s arms. His wicked hands dragging me back into bliss.

Instead, I’m barefoot on a freezing cot and I’m dressed like a trauma surgeon who lost her shoes. This sucks and I’m scared.

The cotton sheets and silk...

I was bet in a poker game by my scumbag father.

Not just to anyone—but to Radomir Molchanov.
The King of Vegas.
The sinfully drop-dead gorgeous owner of the Diamond Hotel and Casino.
Oh, and the cold-blooded head of the Molchanov Bratva.

Radomir has claimed me—body and soul. His touch sets me on fire, his icy gaze sends shivers down my spine, and his...

He’s her captor, her protector... and the father of her child.

Aleksandr Avilov is danger and temptation rolled into a very sexy package.
He is everything I know I should avoid, but don’t want to.
After spilling vodka all over his perfectly tailored suit, he insists that I have a drink with him.

One drink turns into one night, and I thought that...

It was like a scene from a bad movie.
I watched in horror as the shot glass
slipped from my fingers landing in his lap.

Aleksandr Avilov is danger and temptation rolled into a very sexy package.
He is everything I know I should avoid, but don’t want to.
After spilling vodka all over his perfectly tailored suit, he insists that I have a drink with...

Coming soon...

“I told you, Bella, you’re not going anywhere...You’re mine now, little spitfire.”

Oh, the joys of being the daughter of a highly sought-after criminal defense attorney who’s probably got every mob boss on his client roster.

It’s also the reason I drive everywhere in a bulletproof car and live in a heavily guarded house.

Caught in a...

“I told you, Bella, you’re not going anywhere...You’re mine now, little spitfire.”

What’s worse than having a drink dumped all over me on my birthday?
Sucker punching the guy that did it…
And then finding out he’s a dangerous Bratva boss.

I went to the Velvet Lounge to celebrate my 21st birthday,
and escape my father’s iron grip.
He secretly betrothed...