My marriage will stop a war between our families. But it’s a marriage begun on a lie… There’s only one man in Chicago more powerful than my brother, the newly minted pakhan of the Vasilev Bratva–and that’s Theo McNeil, the leader of the Irish Kings in this city. A man I don’t know and have rarely seen, Theo is whispered to be a brutal man, even more violent and steeped in blood than my brother. And he’s going to be my husband. When Theo turns his eyes on the still-fragile territory that belongs to my brother, the only way to stop him from destroying what’s left of our family...

I’ve never been anything but a means to an end. But now the most powerful man in Chicago wants to make me his…forever. All my life I knew one thing about my father–that he wanted to be more than he was. More than a low-level nobody for the Chicago Bratva. And all my life, he’s groomed me to be his ticket to a seat at the table. When he barters my innocence for that seat, the pakhan takes him up on his offer. I’m meant to be a plaything for the Bratva heir. Thrown away and discarded, all for a powerful man’s pleasure. Except Nikolai Vasilev takes one look at me, and decides I’m...

I thought he was my ticket to freedom. Now he holds me captive…and I don’t mean my heart. I thought I was safe with Mikhail. I thought he only wanted to spoil me, please me…enjoy me. But what began with a night of passion ended with me held captive in a house far away from anyone who could help–as if anyone would. Once, I was a Bratva princess. Once, I would have had an army coming to my rescue. Once, no one would have dared touch me like this. Now, I’m only his. He dares whatever he likes. And he says he’s never going to let me go. He thinks I’m someone I’m not–and he ...

I thought I was safe from my father’s revenge. But he’s not the only one who wants me dead…Once upon a time, I was many things. An accomplished ballerina. The daughter of a powerful man. A Bratva princess. Now I’m none of those. Disinherited and alone, I use the skills that once elevated me to the height of the Moscow ballet for something else altogether–dancing for men who have no idea who I used to be. Who don’t care. Until I meet him. A dangerous brute of a man who wants me for reasons I don’t understand–and who makes me feel things I never knew I could. Things that I ...

My husband isn’t a man to steal from. But someone has decided to anyway. Someone wanted Viktor to pay. Enough to take his wife from his own home. Enough to risk his wrath. When I wake up in a cabin in the Russian forest, broken and traumatized, Viktor is there, a different man from the one I married. Caring. Nurturing. Even, dare I say, loving. He brings me back to life, one kindness at a time, and for a few brief days, I think that maybe I’ve gotten him all wrong. But just as I begin to let down my guard, a secret threatens to rock the fragile truce between us, and turn my husband back...