And so, I said the words that ruined my life: “I do.”
What if you found out that you were born for one single purpose?
Wed a Russian Bratva boss, hand him your V-card, give him an heir.
You guessed it: that’s what happened to me.
A few days ago, I was a normal girl, living a normal life.
Now, I’m crying at the altar, bound to the Devil himself.
It doesn’t matter that he’s six feet tall, built like a rock, and sinfully gorgeous.
Or that the way he looks at me makes my body crave subm...
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