The Bratva Don's Forced Bride & His Secret Baby

a's

tiful white gown, strangers drooling as I walked down the aisle t

ay, that was

se to Nikolai had me cursing under my breath, and yet I was supposed t

I barely hear the words. My

take th

ost l

o secret that the Vetrovs were cannibals; their bloodlin

e the ring on the

"Give me your hand, An

was no going back; I will be married to him for life. The Bratva doe

ck. He growls softly. "You are making a scene, An

ing, some of the most dangerous people on the planet. I met my father's eyes;

silently, finally

is personal room; Nikolai didn't even have the decency of offering me my own ro

n the same room as you?"

ur own protec

him calling me that four years ago, I didn't

e I am a child." I said

Anya? What are

nty-one!"

to, I will see you later in the evening... Wife," he a

ll myself, before I let that man touch me again.

hours, but Nikolai didn't come

d go out one day and never come back brought me some relief, but t

t night, he looked exhausted but h

e bed the mome

asked bluntly, po

a real relationship. You will stay on your side and I will stay on mine, if you ev

ently, before casua

bed and lay down, using his huge arms as p

d. Okay? Jus

g?" I asked, my ey

on this side, didn't you, wife? I promise I will not tou

d. In hi

wedding suit, are you? And why do you have your shoes

reason to scream

w and his face in his palm. "What do you car

g me that!"

wife or kiddo, so what do you l

my fist, gnashin

e on his face that mad

ou still have your wedding

king sure that nothing happens on our wedding night that I hav

ning my back to him. Soon I heard Nik

f the room, he had taken off his suit and pants, I immediately l

g another peek. He was now bare-chested an

ratva tattoo; the twin stars of a Vor v Zakone on his left

those tattoos. No, it was not the Chinese Triads; this... this was Irezumi, a

e had been these

a Bratva Don wear the m

two, but we can share," Nikolai's

I am bathin

"Suit your

cursed. Fuck, I hated to bath cold wate

had that weapon between his legs. My memory from four years ago was foggy,

. Fuck! Why am I thi

s, I felt my throat dry up. The steam coming off his tattooed bod

his skin tanned with lean muscles, his abs were divided int

Fighting back the

wer and change out of that." He spoke casually,

s orders, show him that he was not the boss of me, that he does

bed. He was in bed with no shirts on, just his sweatpants. So he bat

back to him, an idea crossed my mind. It

the bed. I tried to press it down on his face but his

over, pressing my hands above my head

wedding night, how cute."

thing I had done. I just tried to murder a fucking Bratva

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