I read every contract my family ever signed.
Then they made me the contract and traded me to the Morozov.
Oh God.
Being the price of someone's peace was never the plan.
Yet here he is.
Six-foot-three of suited Bratva winter.
Forty. His brother's deadliest weapon. He needs my family's blood to keep his port.
My surname at the top of his suspect list.
He marries me on a dock at midnight.
He hands me a name. A locked house. One rule.
"You don't ask questions you can't unhear, malyshka."
I agree to every word.
Then the calls start.
And the voice on the other end owns my little sister.
But wait.
He catches me at two a.m., lying to keep him alive.
He doesn't ask what I'm hiding.
He sits down. Pours two glasses.
"Tell me what's happening. Then let me help you fix it."
The way his cold eyes track me across every room...
The way his hand finds my back when his men can see...
The way he kisses me like a vow he meant to lie about just came true...
This dangerous man is making me want to mean the vows I came here to survive.
If only the truth didn't mean walking him into the trap built to kill whoever loves me.
A steamy dark Bratva romance with forced marriage, a cold criminal heir, a heroine who reads every contract, enemies-to-lovers slow burn, and a hidden conspiracy with a sister worth burning the world down for. Standalone HEA. No cheating, no cliffhangers.