The brutal Bratva won my virginity at a poker game. And now I’m pregnant.

He’s much older than me and promised to someone else for mafia purposes. Little did I know that he’d claim me and our baby regardless.

Little did I know that he’d start a mafia war just to possess me. He says he doesn’t do love, and he’s never been committed.

I try to think of that every time he makes me lose my mind. But it’s hard when his tongue owns my mouth so completely.

It’s hard when his fingers tease my curves into submission. I hate how he’s playing me, like a card game he controls.

I hate how my body responds to him, like a helpless toy he owns. My heart will not survive this, because it’s been his since the start.

But when all hell breaks loose, will he betray me for good?Or will he finally claim all of me?The members of the Vadim Bratva rule the city and own the ground you walk on. They will burn the city to the ground if they don’t get their heart’s desire.

So there’s only one choice: Open yourself and give them what they want. Or have them take it anyway.

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