Forced & Kidnapped Mafia Bride: Age Gap Bratva Romance (Tarasov Bratva #11)

He was my enemy, my much older tormentor, and now—my Bratva husband.
A Bratva enforcer feared by the devil himself.
I’m the Irish mob princess who shouldn’t even be on his radar.
He speaks in commands. Moves in silence. Kills without a blink.

And when I got engaged to someone else—he didn’t just get angry.
He crashed my wedding and claimed me in front of everyone.
The man who’s haunted my every step now forces me into his world, his control and his bed
And in the dark, where right and wrong blur, I let him consume me.

I tell myself I hate him—I’m supposed to.
But every time he touches me, my body forgets his flaws and yearns for more.
The more I fight, the more he tightens his grip, like chains made of silk and steel.
Now I’m bound to him in a marriage written in blood and sealed with control.

Can I survive the storm he’s about to unleash, or will I become just another broken thing he owns?

In Chicago the rule of the Tarasov Bratva is the law. These men are as disciplined with their chiseled appearance as they are with the code of honor, revenge, and bloodshed they lie by. They take what they want, and if that is you, be prepared to be claimed, protected, satisfied, and hunted for the rest of your life… will you go willingly?