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 says he wants revenge.
That I’m the wicked beauty who ruined his life.