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I’m a single mama. And since the day my son was born, I’ve made one promise: Never, ever miss a bedtime. Then the devil offered me a million dollars to change my mind. I said no. Actually, I said hell no. But then I started thinking about the holes in my son’s shoes…the growl in his empty belly on the nights I couldn’t even afford ramen…and I started to wonder what would happen if I took the deal.

Three months ago, I made a deal. One night with a Russian mobster for a million dollars. It was supposed to solve everything. Spoiler: It did not. Now, I’m trapped in a nightmare with my abusive ex. My son thinks I’m a liar. And I’m pregnant with a baby whose father wants nothing to do with me.

Ich machte einen Plan, damit ein Mafiaboss mich hasst. Die gute Nachricht: Er hat funktioniert. Die schlechte Nachricht: Ich bin mit seinen Babys schwanger. Ich hatte zehn Tage Zeit, Sasha Ozerov dazu zu bringen, mich zu hassen. Nun, ich hatte Erfolg. Nur nicht so, wie ich es geplant hatte. Jetzt verstecke ich mich mit seinen ungeborenen Zwillingen in Frankreich. Und ich versuche, das Monster zu vergessen, das mein Herz gestohlen hat. Den Teufel, der meine Schwester verraten hat. Den Mann, den ich nicht aufhören kann, zu lieben.

Dies ist meine Geschichte darüber, wie man einen Mafiaboss in zehn Tagen loswird. Ich habe ein Problem: Ich soll mit einem Monster verheiratet werden.
Weglaufen? Gute Idee. Habe ich schon versucht. Hat nicht geklappt. Denn in meiner Familie macht mein Vater die Regeln. Und er sagt, diese Hochzeit findet statt. Aber er hat immer noch eine Schwäche für mich, seine letzte verbliebene Tochter. Also macht er mir ein Angebot. Zehn Tage. Lerne Sasha kennen.

Wann ist der schlechteste Zeitpunkt, um jemandem zu sagen, dass er Vater wird? Wahrscheinlich am Tag seiner Hochzeit … Wenn er gerade eine andere heiratet. Genau das habe ich getan. Aber mir waren die Hände gebunden. Buchstäblich. Matvey Groza ist ein gefährlicher Mann. Und vor neun Monaten kam er in mein Geschäft, um sich einen Maßanzug anfertigen zu lassen. Doch als ich versehentlich in die Umkleide platzte, war ich es, die am Ende neue Kleidung brauchte.

Mein Baby ist da. Aber ihr Vater ist es nicht. Und wenn es nach mir geht, werden wir ihn auch nie wiedersehen. Weil Matvey Groza mein Herz in Stücke gerissen hat. Es lief in etwa so ab: Ich: „Ich liebe dich.“ Er: „Ich heirate eine andere.“ Ich gebe es frei wieder – aber so war es. Denn einige Fakten sind unbestreitbar. Matvey hat mich geschwängert. EIN FAKT. Die Wehen setzen erst jetzt ein. EIN FAKT. Aber Matvey ist nirgends zu finden. EIN FAKT.

Rowan St. Clair is completely and irrevocably in love with her boss, Vincent Akopov. To him, she’s been invisible for years. But that changes in a single moment. An unexpected errand leads Rowan to stumble upon Vincent in an intimate encounter with another woman. Instead of the mortifying embarrassment she expects, she gets a wink that leaves her breathless. And the following day, she’s shocked to receive a promotion she didn’t ask for. “Congratulations, Ms. St. Clair. You’re my new personal assistant.”

Rowan and Vince had always done things slightly...unconventionally. Most meet-cutes didn’t involve walking in on your boss while he was getting frisky. Then getting pregnant by said boss...when he was supposed to be marrying someone else. It turned out that was just the warm-up. Because marriage to the mob boss had changed everything. The Vince she had fallen for had been all dominant commands and filthy promises. Now, he was overprotective. Paranoid. Treating her like she was made of sugar and spice and everything nice. But Rowan was no longer that innocent little assistant.

I took my loved ones and ran. What other choice did I have? But somewhere out there, some monster has the baby I’ve come to love as my own. Timofey comes after me. He finds us—because duh, of course he does.

I’ve got debt—yeah, I know, so does everyone else on Planet Earth. But the bills I’m paying keep my dad and my grandma alive. So it’s pretty messed-up for Timofey Viktorov to use them as a threat to keep me under control.

On the worst day of my life, I let Anton Stepanov save me. One night of freedom—that’s all he offered. But what he ended up taking was so much more.

At first, Misha Orlov was the boss who got me pregnant. But he has become so much more than just that. He’s my husband and the father of my babies (yes, as in plural). He’s my pakhan. He’s my last hope.

To be fair, I didn’t know he was my boss when I slept with him. I thought he was just the kind stranger offering me a place to stay. But one night in Misha Orlov’s hotel room got me way more than I bargained for.

I walked in on my fiancé sleeping with my maid of honor on the day of our wedding. I did what anyone would do: threw my ring in his face and found somewhere quiet to cry.

My husband doesn’t know about our son. But that won’t be enough to keep him safe. Because our little baby boy is the heir to two thrones. And there are a lot of bad men out there who want to stop him from reaching them.

What would you do if you walked in on your husband cheating? I'll tell you what I did: Ran out the door with nothing but the clothes on my back. A month later, I'm broke, jobless, almost homeless. But then, while filling in as a waitress at a fancy restaurant, I trip and land in the lap of a gorgeous stranger.

He ripped me from my life and made me his. Now he wants my help. But some sins can never be forgiven. Matvei Morozov. A name that’s haunted my family for years. A whisper in the shadows. A monster in the darkness.

I’m caught between two dangerous men. My ex wants me back. My husband wants me dead. But the only life that matters to me is the baby in my belly.

He’s my ex’s brother. A terrifying mob boss with a past too dark to share. And when he finds out I’m pregnant, he becomes something else, too: the husband I never asked for. Kolya Uvarov crashed into my life at a funeral and saved me from a mega-creep Classic meet-cute, right? Not exactly, because it was his brother we were burying. AKA my ex-boyfriend. AKA the man who hit me, stormed out the door, then died in a car crash before I could ever tell him about our baby. But Kolya knows the secrets I’m hiding.

Ten years ago, he tore my heart out. Today’s my wedding day, and he’s come to claim the rest of me.