Chosen By the BRATVA Heir

The day I try to escape my old life, I crash straight into a Bratva heir.

A pile-up on the highway leaves twisted metal and shattered glass scattered across the road, and somewhere in the middle of it all, I meet Nikolai Zhirinovsky. He’s cold, controlled, and dangerous in the quiet way powerful men often are. I should have realised then that my life was about to change.

Because after that night, nothing feels normal anymore.
The broken elevator in my building is suddenly repaired. My empty fridge fills itself with groceries I definitely didn’t buy.
He says I saved his life that night on the highway, and powerful men like him don’t forget things like that.
I tell him I don’t believe in fate. I tell him I don’t need his help, and that I will never belong to a man again.
But Nikolai Zhirinovsky isn’t the kind of man who forces what he wants. Instead, he waits, watching me with the quiet patience of someone who already knows how this story ends.
And the longer he watches me, the more unsettling the truth becomes.
Because the most dangerous man I’ve ever met seems to have already decided something about me, and I’m beginning to realise I might want him too.