The Bratva's Virgin Bride
He marches into my bedroom looking like an animal and forces me into marriage.
He’s the scariest of the brothers and more than a decade older than me.
The trauma inside of me is still very raw, but he gives me an impossible choice.
Either I marry him, or I’m unprotected and helpless.
He found me in a fragile state after the horrendous ordeal that traumatized me.
I have nightmares and wake up sweating and shaking.
That’s when he scares the living daylights out of me by barging in and taking me.
That’s when he declares that we’re getting married, and I have no choice.
He’s forcing me into another kind of confinement.
A confinement in which I’m the trapped rabbit and he has the keys.
A confinement in which he can do with me whatever he pleases because I want it.
I want his hands on my virgin body. I want his evilness to invade my innocence.
Can the ruthless Bratva heal my wounds?
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