Knocked-Up Virgin Prisoner (Utkin Bratva #10)

A Bratva gangster took my virginity with a cruel smirk – and now I’m carrying his child.
His hands claimed my curves, like ruining me was his plan from the start.
Twice my age, Bratva royalty – a man covered in ink and brutal intentions.
He says it was just a game. But my body’s addicted to his rough play

I was only supposed to study him—track a monster hidden in the Bratva’s ranks.
Instead, I ended up on my knees, trembling beneath the man they call the Ghost.
He kissed me like a punishment, touched me like a threat.
Then left me ruined and pregnant before disappearing into the dark.

Now he’s back—demanding obedience, wearing bloodstained shirts and cold smirks.
He says I belong to him now.
He says he’ll protect what’s his.
Even if I scream, even if I fight, my body never learned how to say no to him.

Will he destroy me like he promised… or claim me forever?

In Chicago the Utkin Bratva is the law on the street. These Russian mobsters are cold, ruthless, and dangerous, taking what they want without apology. If they choose you, you can’t run or hide because you’ll be claimed, pleasured and protected for life.