I've lived in a gilded cage all my life, been neglected and mocked.
Now I'm essentially changing hands, moving to a Bratva cage this time.
He has a reputation for being brutal and taking what he wants.
He says the sooner I obey him, the sooner he'll give me a shred of freedom.
He's got me trapped, but I won't sit here like a trophy wife.
And yet I stay in his house, confused why my tired body is desperate for his cold touch.
I lie in his bed, asking myself why I'm letting a brute claim my exhausted curves.
I've seen glimpses of what's beneath the terrifying harshness. And I need to know:
Can the brutal Bratva King be a good daddy for our twins?
The Bratva of New York are the most ruthless, merciless and possessive mobsters of the city. They take what they want, break what they please, and heal what they deem worthy. But will they take the biggest risk of all: open their heart for the one they've claimed?