Owned by My Ex's Bratva Uncle: An Age Gap One-Night Stand Secret Baby Possessive Billionaire Mafia Romance (Mafia & Scars)
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Owned by My Ex's Bratva Uncle: An Age Gap One-Night Stand Secret Baby Possessive Billionaire Mafia Romance (Mafia & Scars)
Sale price
$21.99
Regular price $26.99
What’s worse than planning the wedding of your cheating ex and your evil stepsister?
Sleeping with a gorgeous stranger the night before to get revenge—
And realizing that he's your ex's terrifying Bratva uncle...
Ever since my mother died, my stepmother and two stepsisters have made my life a living hell.
My stepsister stole my boyfriend, then forced me to plan their wedding.
You think I’m some 21st-century Cinderella?
No. Because the man waiting for me wasn't a prince.
It was Andrei Popov.
I thought the best sex of my life with a nameless stranger would help me forget my ex.
But I didn't just sleep with my ex's uncle.
I slept with a literal Mafia devil.
And I ran away carrying his secret.
Four years later, I made the fatal mistake of coming back.
He found me before I could run.
Then he looked at my daughter—
One storm-blue eye. One amber gold.
Identical to his.
The iron doors of his fortress sealed behind me.
He cornered me, his voice a low, dangerous growl:
"You stole what's mine.
Now you'll repay the debt."
Sleeping with a gorgeous stranger the night before to get revenge—
And realizing that he's your ex's terrifying Bratva uncle...
Ever since my mother died, my stepmother and two stepsisters have made my life a living hell.
My stepsister stole my boyfriend, then forced me to plan their wedding.
You think I’m some 21st-century Cinderella?
No. Because the man waiting for me wasn't a prince.
It was Andrei Popov.
I thought the best sex of my life with a nameless stranger would help me forget my ex.
But I didn't just sleep with my ex's uncle.
I slept with a literal Mafia devil.
And I ran away carrying his secret.
Four years later, I made the fatal mistake of coming back.
He found me before I could run.
Then he looked at my daughter—
One storm-blue eye. One amber gold.
Identical to his.
The iron doors of his fortress sealed behind me.
He cornered me, his voice a low, dangerous growl:
"You stole what's mine.
Now you'll repay the debt."