The Bratva He Wrecked

Mira Volkov was twenty-one when the Petrov family collected her as payment for a debt her father never paid. Kirill Petrov: bratva heir, collector, the man who took her brother's hand on a Tuesday afternoon a decade ago, and who now stands in her bedroom doorway and calls her his. He married her for leverage. He tells her that on the first night, across the table, in that voice that never rises. Mira says nothing. She starts the next morning cataloguing everything in his house. She reads his ledgers. She counts his enemies. She finds the sister he's hidden in Europe and the number in his books that shouldn't be there. Every kindness he shows her is a lie she keeps evidence of, and every night he comes home to her, she is one page closer to the truth about who killed her father — and one breath closer to the man who owns her. When he finds out, there are three days in a locked room. And then there is a meeting, and a gun, and a ledger, and everything Mira Volkov was always going to be. A dark bully mafia romance for readers who like their heroines in the room when the family falls.