The Bratva King's Twins
The Bratva King raided my house, forced me to marry him, and knocked me up with twins.
He wants revenge on my family, and so he claims their daughter—me.
He’s much too old for me and even more ruthless than the rest of them.
But there’s nothing I can do. I’m married to a beast now.
I’ve lived in a gilded cage all my life, been neglected and mocked.
Now I’m essentially changing hands, moving to a Bratva cage this time.
He has a reputation for being brutal and taking what he wants.
He says the sooner I obey him, the sooner he’ll give me a shred of freedom.
He’s got me trapped, but I won’t sit here like a trophy wife.
And yet I stay in his house, confused why my tired body is desperate for his cold touch.
I lie in his bed, asking myself why I’m letting a brute claim my exhausted curves.
I’ve seen glimpses of what’s beneath the terrifying harshness. And I need to know:
Can the brutal Bratva King be a good daddy for our twins?
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