Wicked Vows (Suvorov Bratva 2)

Pavel Suvorov is the stranger of my dreams who trapped me in a living nightmare.
You know how the story goes: you meet a handsome stranger one night, throw caution to the wind, and have a night you won't forget. By morning, you think you'll never see him.
In my case, however, I saw him again in the worst possible way:
Being told that I'm to be his promised bride and dragged to the altar.

I should've known I'd be in trouble the moment I smiled at him.
The moment I agreed to meet him. The moment I locked the door behind me.

The moment I let him do whatever he wanted.

And that was before he made me do unspeakable things.
Unforgiveable things.

But that's just the beginning of his plans.
For me, and for the baby growing in my belly.

He thinks nothing in the world will stop him from getting what he wants.
He thinks he can break me.
He thinks that I will submit and beg for mercy on my knees.

I'm going to prove to him that he could not be more wrong.
No matter what it takes.