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Things I did not plan to do while recovering from a fire, a crash, and a man named Luka Barinov: lie to him every single morning, rob him blind to save my sister, and find out I'm carrying his baby. Three for three. Again. Luka's enemies have my little sister. The kind of have that comes with a...

Here's something they don't teach you in med school: if you save a dying man in a freezing alley, make sure he's not a Bratva king first. I'm a trauma surgeon. Steady hands. Cool head. Zero emotional attachment. That's my whole thing. So when I end up in the wrong alley and find a stranger...

I thought I was delivering lattes. Turns out, I was delivering myself straight into a Bratva war. Luka Barinov is Bratva royalty—ruthless, cold, and as untouchable as the empire he commands. So when his dog knocks me flat in the middle of Aspen Ridge and he demands my phone like I'm a spy, I...

He didn't ask for my name. He told me I was his. One night. That's all it took. A stolen kiss that turned into a deal with the devil himself. Daniil Zorin—cold-eyed heir to the Chicago Bratva. Ruthless. Merciless. The kind of man who takes what he wants… and what he wanted was me. He offered...

Lying to the Bratva king was stupid. Letting him touch me was fatal. I snuck into Miami's most elite mafia gala pretending to be a Russian heiress. My mission? Expose the Bratva king who's buying up the city in blood and blackmail. But Renat Rostov doesn't just see the truth—he owns it. He...

One night with a Bratva king sealed my fate. Now I'm carrying his baby...and I'm the target of a bloody war. I had my life mapped out—Graduate school. Teach physics. Live quietly. No mafia. No danger. No drama. But everything changed the moment I found a birth certificate I was never meant to see. When I agreed to be a surrogate, I thought I was helping friends. Instead, I stepped into a trap. Now I'm caught between two warring Bratva empires—and chained to the most dangerous man in Vegas.

He didn't ask for my name. He told me I was his. One night. That's all it took. A stolen kiss that turned into a deal with the devil himself. Daniil Zorin—cold-eyed heir to the Chicago Bratva. Ruthless. Merciless. The kind of man who takes what he wants… and what he wanted was me. He offered...

Lying to the Bratva king was stupid. Letting him touch me was fatal. I snuck into Miami's most elite mafia gala pretending to be a Russian heiress. My mission? Expose the Bratva king who's buying up the city in blood and blackmail. But Renat Rostov doesn't just see the truth—he owns it. He...