Kidnapped Innocent Prisoner of the Bratva
I met a Bratva monster at a masked ball, where he stalked me from the shadows… and kidnapped me into his ruthless world.
He’s twice my age and the cruelest man in the Bratva.
One dance was all it took for him to decide I was his prey.
Now I’m his hostage, stripped of freedom, caught in his dangerous obsession.
He calls me his little raven and says he’ll clip my wings if I try to run.
My innocence became his prize, stolen under his ruthless command.
His empire is built on blood, power, and fear—and I’m chained to its throne.
Every night he pushes me closer to ruin, and every morning he whispers that I belong to him.
He is a nightmare made flesh, cruel enough to ruin me, obsessive enough to never let me go.
I swear I hate him for what he does to me.
But when he claims me in the dark, the lines between fear and desire blur until I can’t breathe.
And that terrifies me more than his wrath ever could.
Will his chains break me… or bind me to a throne beside him?
The Sharov Bratva rule New York with an iron fist. These mobsters ooze sex appeal and danger, claiming what they want, when they want it. If that happens to be you… prepare yourself to be claimed, pleasured and captivated by alpha males that don’t take no for an answer.
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