Dark Bratva Romance For seven years, I tried to feel. For seven years, I tried to push the abyss of my past behind me. For seven years, I chased adrenaline, bedded man after man, succumbed to the darkness that had consumed my soul. Seven years later, I had no idea how far I could still fall. It wasn’t until my best friend—my only friend—asked me to do a job. My mark: tall, dark, dangerous. He was the head of the West Coast Russian Bratva, one of the most powerful men in the world. Two shadowed souls drawn to each other, seeking a light that had been ripped away from us. But there are people much more dangerous in our world—and they found us. For seven years, I tried to bury something within me that might be our only way to survive. Seven years later, they’re going to wish I had died \\\trigger warning\\\sexual assault, violence, strong language, drug use