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I crashed a wedding. Got caught by the best man. Ended up handcuffed to his bed. Sneaking into a Bratva wedding was the stupidest mistake of my life. But I couldn't let my best friend marry a monster. I'm almost at the ceremony when a hand snaps out and closes around my arm. Attached to the hand...

He died saving my life. I watched it happen. So why do I feel like I'm being watched? Four years. Four years of building a life without Nikolai Rogov. Four years of raising our baby girl alone. I've made my peace. Or so I thought. First, a black SUV appears outside my building. Then, a dark...

I ran from the Bratva boss whose baby I lost. Or so I thought. Now I'm caring for his son...and he has no idea. I discovered something about Osip that changed everything. Something dark enough to make me run and leave everything behind. Even him. So, I disappear into a new life. New city. New identity. New job as a nanny for a sweet little boy.

You think it can't get worse? It can. Because as I sit here with my growing belly, tied to a chair, waiting for the bullet to end my life, I only have one chance to survive. Anton Ulianov. The man who became my boss and made me pregnant. The man who thinks I've abandoned him. The man who hates me. Of all the people in this messed up world, he's the only one I can trust.

My rock bottom is a warm beer in a smelly country bar, an empty wallet, and nowhere to sleep. A few days ago, I made a terrible mistake. I stole something valuable from very bad people. And now they're here, armed to the teeth, about to put me out of my misery. Except they don't. Because an unexpected stranger swoops in out of nowhere and saves me. Anton Ulianov. Six and a half feet of broodiness, arrogant as hell, he's the dictionary definition of "D.A.N.G.E.R." And he takes out my attackers like he's taking out the trash. One thing leads to another, and I end up in his bed.

What happens when your masked mystery lover turns out to be a Bratva boss? And you're carrying his baby? It all started when I broke up with my abusive ex. Driving around town, confused and heartbroken, I stumbled upon a secret club. Velvet curtains. Hidden identities. No real-life consequences outside these walls. The perfect escape my broken heart desires. That's when I see him. The moment he enters the room, my body ignites like never before. Dark eyes behind a thick black mask survey me hungrily. Skilled hands that know exactly how to make me shatter.

My life fell apart when another woman answered my fiancé's phone. "Leave my boyfriend alone," she said. Just like that, my perfect future was shattered into a million pieces. So when I locked eyes with a devastatingly handsome stranger, I decided to do something reckless for once in my life. One night. No names. No strings attached. Just scorching chemistry and skilled hands that made me forget my broken heart. By morning, he was gone. Good riddance. Time to rebuild my life. Until my brother calls, terrified and desperate. "I stole from the wrong people," he whispers.

I woke up pregnant in a stranger's mansion. He says he's the father. I don't remember him at all. My reflection in the mirror is a stranger, too. The doctors call it temporary amnesia. The Bratva boss calls it a complication. I call it terrifying. My body responds to his touch even when my mind doesn't. But how do you trust a dangerous man who claims you belong to him? Something isn't adding up. Locked doors I'm not supposed to notice. Whispered conversations that stop when I enter a room. Guards watching me with suspicion, not protection.

Timur Yakov became so much more than just my love and savior—because he left me with a gift. A gift that will grow inside me, for the next nine months. Too bad I won't make it that long. His enemies have found me, and they will take my life and the one growing inside me. As bad men loom and my belly is growing, I must make a choice. Die from pain and grief in a pit of despair or sacrifice myself to save my baby. Just when my final hour comes and I'm cornered with no way out, a chilly breeze strokes my face and whispers something in my ear: "I'm coming for you, dushenka."

A dangerous Bratva mobster walked in on me... As I was getting my Brazilian wax. And now, I'm pregnant. Okay, I know that's a lot for one day, but bear with me. It all started when I got kidnapped by "Mr. I Ooze Danger" I just told you about. There's a lot more to Timur Yakov than just oozing danger. Sure, he's a 6-foot-4 mass of broody arrogance. Sure, his gaze could pierce through ice, and his body deserves a standing ovulation. Excuse me… ovation! But Timur is haunted by demons. Demons that could easily crush me and tear my heart to shreds.

Everything in this world has a price tag. Even my innocence. That's what my father thought when he sold my V-card to the highest bidder. A million dollars and a chance to escape the country, far away from my toxic family. I thought I knew what to expect. Some old rich guy who thinks he can have anything he wants. Kirill Vyronov is not some old rich guy. Sure, he may be twice my age and so rich he could pave his driveway with solid gold bricks. Sure, he's the most gorgeous man I ever laid eyes on. But he's also the most bloodthirsty Bratva boss on the planet.

First, he was my owner. Then, he became the father of my two babies. What he will never be: my happily ever after. Kirill Vyronov takes what he wants. And, he took everything from me. So now, I'm running. But with the FBI and a gang of ruthless killers on my tail, it's not long before I'm captured. And when I'm found and cornered, about to lose my life and my babies, guess who swoops in and takes out my tormentors? Of course, it's Kirill. Except this time, things are different between us. He's not here to protect me; he's here to punish me.

Seven years. Seven years since those two pink lines changed everything. Seven years since Maron Korolev vanished without a trace. The palace that was my gilded prison? Empty. The man who made me scream his name? Gone. Or so I thought. Because lately, I've been seeing ghosts. A black car following me home. A shadow that looks too familiar. A silhouette that can't be real.

I accidentally sent my nudes to my boss. And a video too as I'm flicking my bean and um... "thinking" about him. And now, I'm pregnant with his baby. It's all my ex's fault. I was just desperately trying to revive our dying love life. So, I took some photos of myself, hit the wrong button, and the whole thing turned into a disaster. My ex broke up with me and my nudes ended up on my boss' computer. As for Maron Korolev, he's more than just my boss. He's tall, handsome, dark, and hard... in all the right places. And he's been my darkest fantasy ever since he hired me.