Pregnant Bratva Bride

He got me pregnant with his twins. Now he says he owns me.
I'm just a regular girl. I'd never even heard of the Bratva.
Until I spent one accidental night with a monster about twice my age.
And when I tell him my belly is growing with his seed, he forces me to marry him.

After a week from hell, I let out the wild girl in me just once.
The next thing I know, I'm stuck in his mansion and forced to try on wedding gowns.
He orders me to obey his every command or he'll punish me.
The way my body responds eagerly is as humiliating as it gets.

His bloodstained shirts and dark facial expressions scare the living hell out of me.
I want to be the only person who hurts him.
I want to keep his bleeding under control.
But as my belly gets bigger and the sheets turn red, I wonder...

Can the cruel Bratva guy be the baby daddy that I need?

The members of the Vadim Bratva rule the city and own the ground you walk on. They will burn the city to the ground if they don't get their heart's desire. So there's only one choice: Open yourself and give them what they want. Or have them take it anyway.