Savage Bratva King

I stole the Italian princess days before her wedding to my enemy— an alliance designed to destroy my Bratva. She was supposed to be a message: Break her. Ruin her. Send her back wrecked. But then she started moaning my name like a prayer. Now I carve my mark into her soul… and fill her with my seed. Until they took her. Big mistake I'll make the world kneel—just to see her smile again.