Gubarev Bratva

My husband would kill me if he knew who I really was. Thank God he doesn't… Right? I've spent years hiding from my mafia past. Then I accidentally walk into the wrong room at the wrong time. And lock eyes with Petyr Gubarev—the man who's about to become the pakhan of my family's biggest rival. I run. Duh. But Petyr needs a wife—immediately—to claim his throne. So when his arranged bride doesn't show, it's my name he growls into the microphone. Just like that, I'm dragged to the altar. And a very unwilling "I do" is wrenched from my lips. Now, I'm trapped in Petyr's mansion. Sharing his bed.

I ran. He found me. And he's not letting me go again. Being eight months pregnant means I'm not doing much running these days. Thank God—I've done enough running for a lifetime. I've got a new name, a new life, and a tiny cottage by the ocean where no one knows who I am. I've even started to...