His Contract Bride

When my brother tells me I’m to marry Kira Nevolin, I don’t react. I’ve learned how to keep calm, even when fury coils tight in my gut.
Now she stands beside me at the altar, wide-eyed, soft, and entirely mine, and I don’t yield an inch.
I’m not here for some ridiculous notion of love. I’m here to fulfil a contractual obligation, to give the council what it’s demanding: proof that the Orlovs are still under control.
But Kira awakens something in me that has nothing to do with obedience. Standing beside her, I feel something far more dangerous than duty. Something primal. Possessive. An urge to claim her fully, to make her undeniably mine, and to ensure that by morning, there will be no question of my compliance.
Tonight, I’ll make sure there’s no doubt of who she belongs to, and by morning, the council will have its proof.

This is a dark Bratva arranged marriage romance with breeding themes, an obsessive hero, and a guaranteed HEA.