The Bratva Vow

I read every contract before I sign.Then my father gave me to the Pakhan in a wedding dress.Oh God.Marrying my family’s enemy wasn’t on my bingo card.Yet here he is.Six-foot-three of suited Russian.Thirty-four. Pakhan of three boroughs. Father poisoned at the dinner table.My surname on his suspect list.He marries me ...

I read every room I ever walked into.Then I walked into his wearing a wire. He read me in an hour.Oh God.Being the Bratva’s most dangerous secret was the plan.Marrying the boss was not.Yet here he is.Six-foot-three of suited Chicago winter.Thirty-one. His brother’s deadliest weapon. He needs a wife who keeps clean bo...

I left his tower with one bag and no forwarding address...I made it a week and a state away...Then two pink lines called my bluff.Vadim Morozov married me to win his war.He lost it the second I ran.He came for the last casino on the Strip. Mine.Cards inked over every knuckle.Four offers, I sent back unsigned. So he mad...

My father handed me to a wolf to end a war he started.One minute, I’m the Donnelly daughter nobody trusts. The next, I’m in a Bratva pakhan’s front room with a gun in my boot and his eyes deciding whether I’m a hostage or a threat.Then Yakov Morozov looks at me like he’s already won.Ice in his voice. Blood on his ...

I'm a Detroit heiress with a twenty-million-dollar problem.The Bratva boss in my father's office wants his money.So I offered him a wife.He offered three choices: cash, territory, or blood.I wrote a contract instead.Nineteen days later, I'm Mrs. Morozov.Separate bedrooms.No affection.One padlocked door I'm forbidden to...