Fake Marriage Mafia Triplets

I faked a marriage to a dead Bratva boss for money. Expect he’s still alive. And he’s coming to claim his new wife.

Nikita Rusakov was supposed to be a name on a death certificate, not a six-foot-four monster of a man towering in the bedroom doorway of my stolen mansion.

I stole from his estate to save my brother, but all he sees is a new wife and a contract that must be honored. He should have handed me to the police.

Instead, he locked the gates and ordered me to keep playing his grieving widow.

Now we’re trapped beneath the same roof, where every touch breaks another rule, where the husband I invented is becoming dangerously real. Then a pregnancy test turns positive.

I expected one little consequence. The ultrasound gives me three. But Nikita’s enemies are closing in, and someone inside his trusted circle is feeding them everything.

Suddenly, I’m not just his fake wife. I’m his only remaining weakness.