Taken to Spite the Groom

The wedding was meant to bind me to a mafia heir. Evgeny Lebedev ends it by taking me himself. Thirteen years older, with a Bratva reputation for ruthlessness, he wants that groom to pay, and the bride is where he starts.

I am supposed to be useful to him, not drawn to him. Behind the gates of his estate he listens when I speak and remembers what makes me smile. Beneath the expensive suits, his attention makes me feel wanted, and when he finally puts his hands on me I learn how much I have been missing.

My father wants me home. The man I was meant to marry wants revenge. I want another night with the one I should fear.

Then I find I am carrying seven of Evgeny’s babies. He means to keep every one of us, and I begin to believe we could have a future. He is still hiding something about my family, while my father offers to end the feud if I will only come and see him.

I have trusted my father all my life. One more promise could put me and the babies back within reach of the man I refused.