O.S Feathers

Charlotte thought marrying Cassian was the price she had to pay to honor her grandfather's dying wish. What she didn't expect was a husband who mocked her scars, chained her body, and turned her vows into a prison. Until she finally had enough and left.

I overheard my father and uncles debating which of the four rival mafia heirs I'd be arranged to marry. I didn't care—until he walked in. Dmitri Volkov. My greatest tormentor. The heir of our enemy. Now, the ruthless boss of the most feared Bratva in the city. He didn't ask.

Her grandfather arranged for her to marry the eldest son of a powerful mafia clan. But after hearing all the terrifying rumors about him, she ran. She cut her hair, disguised herself as a man, and entered an all-male underground contest, thinking, "There's no way he'll ever find me here."

Charlotte had just undergone a mastectomy. Marriage was the last thing on her mind. But to honor her grandfather's dying wish, she agreed to marry the second grandson of New York's most powerful mafia family. It was supposed to be cold. Strategic. Loveless.