Possession of the Bratva
I married the head of the Bratva for my family’s sake. Now he wants to possess all of me.
He’s much older than me, and I hate everything about him.
But our marriage secures our alliance and protects my family. It’s just a business deal.
Until we’re wed, and he drops all pretenses: He says I’m his now and treats me as his possession.
I was naïve enough to think it would all be pretend play.
But he’s obsessed with me and makes it clear that he wants all of me.
He wants me to live in his house, lie in his bed, and give him babies.
And if I don’t agree to his demands, he’ll make my family’s life a living hell.
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