Used By the Bratva
I desperately need his protection. In return, he demands marriage and a baby…
I hacked myself into a situation, and now only the Bratva can save me.
But when I go to the Bratva, he takes one look at me and says his protection has a price.
Either I marry him and give him a baby or…he leaves me to die.
I’ve always relied on myself, never obeyed anyone. But I have no choice but to obey him.
When I don’t listen to him, he traps me against the door.
When I try to run from him, he drags me back to his suite.
And soon I learn that when a Russian is obsessed with you…you’d better obey.
He denies me my freedom and gets jealous when I talk to someone.
He controls my life like it’s his and owns my body like a toy.
My pregnancy hormones are leaving me helpless in this game that he plays.
Will he ever stop using me for his own objectives?
Or will he keep me here for life?
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