Arranged for the Russian Pakhan (Yuri Bratva Brides #5)

I hate the grumpy Pakhan. But I’m about to be his arranged, pregnant wife. The first time I met him, he was rude and grouchy. So I bickered with him.

Now he wants his revenge by forcing me into marriage, allegedly to ally our families. The truth is: he wants to bind me to him and teach me a lesson. Game on, Pakhan.

I might be a Bratva princess, used to the darkness and games of our violent world. But he brings out base feelings in me. Like anger, humiliation, and forbidden things I can’t name.

It’s not just that he’s the Pakhan and 15 years older than me. It’s the way he looks at me, as if I’m already his and his alone. He says our marriage will happen, one way or another. It infuriates me.

His eyes travel down my body, and I hate how it heats up under his gaze. Cracks are forming in my chest, and I can feel something pulsing beneath it.

The most terrifying thing you can do is place your heart in someone’s hand. What will the Pakhan do with it after he’s knocked me up?