My fiancé vanished on our engagement night. Hundreds of guests. Dead silence. Until his father—the Bratva king stood and said, “I’ll marry her instead.” Artemiy Baranov. A devil wrapped in a million-dollar suit, with Arctic-blue eyes I secretly craved. He was meant to be my father-in-law, but he ruined my innocence in silk sheets. Yet our marriage is a tailored deception. I’m the spy sent to steal his secrets. He found out first before my confession. Now, his mansion is my prison. He grinds my hips, exploring too deep. Savage thrusts. Ruthless penetration. Until I scream and weep, a torrent of searing heat. My sin is consumed by painful ecstasy. But when his enemies took me, and told him I was carrying his child. What will the Bratva King do Save me—or make me pay?

Five years ago, I ran from my wedding in a torn white dress. Straight into the arms of a Bratva boss who ruined me at 30,000 feet. Max DeLuca. Merciless. Meticulous. Mafia. That night on his private jet was meant to be a rebound. A wild mistake to erase my ex's betrayal. Until it left me with two pink lines. Five years later, I’m fighting to save my family’s legacy. Yet the only lifeline? It’s in the hands of DeLuca——my secret baby daddy. He says it’s just business. Then locks the door and proves otherwise. Orders me to strip in his private office. Punishes me against the library wall. But when he learns the truth about our child—There won’t be contracts. No mercy. No escape. Only his claim. And the price I’ll pay for ever thinking I could run from him.

I did the stupidest thing to win back my ex. I sneaked into my boss’s office—half-naked, snapping dirty photos—and got caught by him, the billionaire Bratva king. Now I’m his contracted wife, and his captive at forty thousand feet. Viktor Volkov never negotiates; he takes. He needed a pure wife for his empire, so he demanded marriage. My protests were brutally drowned out by his fierce kiss. In his private jet, he ripped away my dignity and innocence. He caged my hips against his body, driving me deep into the plush leather. I shattered, surrendering to raw desire. Now I wear his ring, locked inside his mansion. Every escape attempt ends in rough ecstasy, where my resistance is shredded with my underwear. Tears stream from the ache, yet pleasure pulls me under. He says everyone has a price. Mine was never money; it was love. But can this devil in a bespoke suit truly afford the cost?

The Bratva boss kidnapped me for hacking into his system. I made a deal with the devil to save my daughter’s life—never knowing he was the father I’d been hiding from. Nikolai Volkov. The devil in a tailored suit. The man who took me in the dark. A man who consumed me in one masked, anonymous night. Now, he’s my only way out. A year. Two million for my daughter’s surgery. I’ve become his prisoner, bound by a contract I never meant to sign. But Nikolai isn’t just a businessman. He’s a goddamn predator. And I’m his prey. Every moment in his presence, the air crackles with tension—dangerous, primal, irresistible. I can’t walk away, no matter how much he pulls me under. He doesn’t know who I am. He doesn’t know I’m the woman he once took in the dark. He doesn’t know he’s the father of the child I’ve been hiding. When the truth comes out… I won’t be able to outrun him.