Owned Bratva Bride

He took me hostage, forced me into marriage, and stripped me of everything pure.

One reckless night painted me as the enemy’s hidden wife.

So the Bratva King took me. Without questions. Without regret.

He’s much older—and terrifyingly obsessed.

And now, I live with him. In a mansion lined with gold—and shackles.

He is the Bratva’s coldest weapon – A man who doesn’t blink when he kills.

He says I’m his plaything now—his obsession..

And when he discovered I was untouched, he vowed to make me his in every way.

His hands are rough. His voice is velvet over steel.

He whispers filth while kissing the innocence off my skin.

And when he finally breaks me, I’m afraid I’ll beg him to do it again.

Even when I know he’s poison, dressed in silk.

Can I survive his obsession… or will it be the very thing that destroys me?