Bratva Possession

Thora Dare

I’m being forced to marry the Bratva king.

He’s much older than me, and the most powerful guy in the city.

I resent being married off like I’m nothing but a toy.

I resent being a useless pawn in a his mafia game.



I’m determined to escape the house he put me in.

And yet I can’t escape the spell he’s put on my body.

The spell that tells me I have to obey him.

The spell that keeps me trapped in his arms, defenseless against his touch.



How much longer until I submit to the Bratva?