He sees me on the auction stage and outbids everyone to marry me…
He’s my family’s arch rival. Humiliating me is his revenge.
He’s much older than me but decides he’ll force me into marriage anyway.
So he buys me like property. Now I’m his to do with as he pleases.
My brothers see me as their precious baby sister, the one who needs protection.
Until the big bad Bratva guy picks me up and drags me away.
I’m the card he’s waiting to play, a pretty little ace up his sleeve.
And while he has me under his control, he decides to have some fun.
I ask what he’s going to do to me, and he freezes me with his dark eyes and slow smile.
His mouth on mine is urgent and forceful, leaving me speechless.
His hands roam my lush, exposed skin, leaving me desperate and wanting.
I must remember that he’s my enemy. I must remember that he bought me.
Can I surrender my everything to a Bratva brute?