Innocent Bratva Virgin
I accidentally let the Bratva take my innocence…the next day I find out I’m his new therapist.
I’m a psychologist fresh out of college. Nervous before seeing my first client, I go to a bar.
That’s where I meet a hot, much older stranger. He doesn’t speak but takes my virginity.
And when I walk into the office the next day…it turns out my first client is him.
He hasn’t spoken since childhood trauma almost got him killed.
But he isn’t interested in getting “fixed” and speaks in other ways.
His mercenary exterior has people scared the minute they see him.
The bleeding rose on his shoulder symbolizes the blood that stains his hands.
Relationships between therapists and clients are strictly forbidden. I know this.
But his tongue burns my body, leaving me confused and wanting.
His arms trap me against his chest, leaving me with no place to escape to.
He possesses my desperate body and holds my heart in his calloused hands. Will he break it?
Or will the Bratva claim it whole?
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