Claimed By my Ex’s Uncle

The night I caught my ex cheating, I joined the mile-high club. With his uncle. A Bratva boss.

Now I’m pregnant.

And Ilya just walked into my doctor’s appointment:

“You’re carrying my child. You’ll live under my roof.”

I laughed.

Until he bought the boutique where I work. Until my boss started answering to him. Until my favorite dress was hanging in his closet.

Now my paycheck comes from him. My apartment is gone. And every door I try to close opens into his house.

When I pull back, his hands move like he knows which part of me will answer first.

Letting him in might be the one mistake he never lets me undo.