She didn’t just rent an apartment. She stepped into her stalker’s trap. Ava thinks she’s alone. Safe. But I’ve been inside her walls since day one. Watching. Touching. Waiting. And the second I saw her spread those sweet thighs in her sleep? I was done waiting. She doesn’t know I already own her. Doesn’t know she’s been mine from the second she walked through that door. And when she finally learns the truth? She’ll be too full of me to run. _If you like your monsters obsessive, your breeding raw, and your heroines ruined for any other man, this story’s your new addiction ;-) PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOU EXPECT ANYTHING EVEN REMOTELY REALISTIC. THIS STORY IS 100% A TWISTED, DARK FANTASY THAT’S MEANT TO SWEEP YOU AWAY INTO A PLACE OF FILTHY, DEPRAVED FUN. NOTHING ELSE. JUST AN UNHINGED ESCAPE FROM REALITY & A WHOLE LOT OF ONE-HANDED PAGE-TURNING. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK!_

My uncle traded me–and my virginity–as political collateral to a Bratva boss. As a member of my senator uncle’s campaign team, I’m obligated to attend glitzy political fundraising events. At the last party, a tall, broad-shouldered man with tattoos peaking out from the cuffs and neckline of his tailored shirt watches me from the shadows. His piercing green gaze heats parts of my body no man has ever touched. Rurik Kedrov is at least two decades older than me, and yet he haunts my hottest dreams and my darkest fantasies. But when I bump into him everywhere in real life–at my favorite cafe, outside my gym, even on a date with another man–I feel hunted and terrified. And then he tells me I belong to him because my uncle traded me in return for a favor. Rurik now owns me. When he showers me with gifts, and his wicked touch teaches my body delicious new pleasures, I almost believe he cares. But no matter how much he gilds my cage, it is still a prison, and I’ll do anything to escape. But what if the price of freedom is to walk away from the man who’s stolen my heart? Hunted and Bred by the Bratva is a scorching, age-gap mafia romance starring an over-possessive alpha hero and a virgin heroine with streak of defiancé. Reader discretion advised.

I’ve been watching her for months. Now, I’m ready to take what’s mine. In my world, nothing slips past me. I make money, I enforce loyalty, and I bury those who cross the Bratva. But Zara… she’s different. She doesn’t belong in my darkness, yet I can’t look away. Every smile, every nervous twist of her necklace, every lie she tells the world about being untouchable—I’ve memorized it all. Zara thinks she’s safe. She thinks her plan to have a child on her own will keep her free of men like me. She’s wrong. When danger comes for her, I step in—not as her savior, but as her captor. Under my roof, there are no locked doors… because there’s nowhere to run. She’ll learn that protection has a price. That in my arms, she’s not free. She’s mine. And once I claim her, I’ll never let her go.