Sold to the Bratva

My father didn’t save me. He traded me. One signature. One mistake. One debt I didn’t create. And suddenly— I belong to the Bratva. To him. Adrik Volkov. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. A king built on blood. He says I belong to him now. That I’m just collateral. A debt paid in flesh. But I refuse to break. So I do the only thing I can— I make myself useful. Dangerously useful. I uncover secrets buried in his empire. A betrayal that could start a war. And now… I’m no longer just a debt. Because he doesn’t look at me like collateral anymore. He looks at me like I’m his. Possessive. Obsessive. Unforgiving And when he finally touches me—

My father didn’t save me. He traded me. One signature. One mistake. One debt I didn’t create. And suddenly— I belong to the Bratva. To him. Adrik Volkov. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. A king built on blood. He says I belong to him now. That I’m just collateral. A debt paid in flesh. But I refuse to break. So I do the only thing I can— I make myself useful. Dangerously useful. I uncover secrets buried in his empire. A betrayal that could start a war. And now… I’m no longer just a debt. Because he doesn’t look at me like collateral anymore. He looks at me like I’m his. Possessive. Obsessive. Unforgiving And when he finally touches me—