He needed a Christmas date. So he kidnapped her…
Jemma
The sexy, tattooed Russian silver-fox who orders black coffee and leaves hundred-dollar tips finally speaks to me. Unfortunately, it’s to tell me I’m coming with him.
His mother needs to believe he has a girlfriend. I need to survive the next five days trapped in a snowbound mansion with the Volkov Bratva. The plan is simple: fake it, keep my distance, go home.
Except Konstantin doesn’t do simple. And I’ve spent every night reading dark romances about men exactly like him—obsessive, dangerous, and looking at me like he wants to devour me.
The problem? He’s not pretending anymore. And neither am I.
Konstantin
I told myself I was protecting her by staying away. Then my mother backed me into a corner, and my restraint snapped.
She was supposed to be temporary. A solution to a problem.
But the moment I got her alone, I knew—she’s not going anywhere. Not when she blushes at my touch. Not when she fits perfectly against my side. Not when she looks at me like I’m the hero in one of those filthy books she thinks I don’t know she reads before bed.
My mother wanted me to bring home a girlfriend.
I’m bringing home a wife.
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HOLIDAYS WITH THE BRATVA
This holiday season, our Bratva bosses are taking what they want.
This is a series of short, steamy holiday romances filled with obsession, possession, and happily-ever-afters.
High heat. Instalove. Over-the-top alphas. Pure holiday unhinged fun.