Sold to the Bratva Pakhan (Kashkin Bratva #1)

I bought her as my virgin bride. She became my pregnant obsession.

I am the Pakhan of the most feared Bratva family in San Francisco. I deal in blood and bullets. I don't do mercy. I don't do weakness.

Then I saw her photograph.

Red hair like flames. Green eyes that looked right through me. A smile that held both hope and sadness.

Kira was collateral for her father's gambling debts—a transaction, nothing more. I told myself I was taking her for leverage. For strategy. For the empire.

I was lying.

From the moment I locked her in my estate, she consumed me. This fierce, stubborn woman who writes romance novels about dark men finding redemption—she has no idea she's writing our story. She fights me at every turn, challenges me with those sharp words and sharper eyes.

She calls me a monster.

She doesn't know I'm worse than that.

But when my enemies discover what she really is—a secret that could ignite a war between our families—I realize the truth I've been

I don't just want to possess her.

I need to protect her. Worship her. Burn the entire world down to keep her and the baby she's carrying safe.

She thinks she's my prisoner.
She doesn't understand yet.

She's my everything.