Wicked Bratva Daddies

He carried me out of a roofie. Now I’m his nanny. Oh God. He’s the gray-eyed Russian who paid for my coffee three months before he learned my name.Walking into a nanny interview to find the man who carried me out of a club last winter wasn’t on my bingo card. Yet here he is. Six-foot-three of suited Russian.A scar a...

He bled out on my trauma table at two a.m.Three years later he sleeps with one hand on my hip and the other on a Glock.Oh God.I didn’t ask for a stalker case.Yet here he is.Six-foot-three of suited Russian.Forty-one. Spetsnaz-trained. Seventeen years older than me.A man three federal agencies can’t prove anything aga...

I buried him five years ago.He just walked into my dining room.Very much alive — and looking at me like five years of grief is mine to explain.Lev Antonov.Six-foot-three of scarred, grey-eyed Russian.Fourteen years older than me and the deadliest thing in any room he walks into.He let me believe the grave.He let me mo...

I can spot a forgery in five seconds flat.It's the gift that got me taken at gunpoint.By the most dangerous man I have ever seen.Maxim Voronov.Scarred, lethal, and the most controlled man in the city.Old enough to know better. Far too dangerous to care.He stole me to win a war against my own family.He locked me inside ...

I've beaten every hacker who ever came at my rig, except one.Then a stranger who knows my hacker handle pulls me out of gunfire.He's the enemy I've never seen, and somehow he already owns every secret I have.I built my whole life to never need saving.Pavel Reznikov saves it anyway, then locks me in his safehouse until ...

The sign said restricted. He let me stay anyway…That should have been my first warning…It was the moment I stopped listening to warnings.He crossed the floor in four strides and stopped inches from my camera.His hand closed over my wrist before I could lower it.I forgot how to breathe before he said a word.Grisha has...

I mistook the most dangerous man in the city for hired help… His reply? “East wall.”He picked up the table. And did exactly what I said. For an entire morning, I ordered him around like unpaid labor. Then my assistant walked in, took one look at him, and went white. “Cora. That’s Mr.Zolotov.”The reclusive Bratva ...