Runaway Bratva Queen
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  • Reads 135
  • Votes 17
  • Parts 18
  • Time 1h 16m
Ongoing, First published Jan 05, 2023
Mature
Darya is the heir to a vicious bratva family handed to 2 violent men as their bride. Their queen!!  Surprised by there bosses request they vow to protect her on his death bed. Only on the night after there wedding she manages to escape their grap eluding them for 10 years. Till one day a mistake is made and a secret comes out. Living as a normal woman married to a normal man living in a normal house the monsters of her past surface. She is thrust back into the life she was born to rule with the men she was meant to stand beside. Will she accept her birthright or will she give everything up ? Steamy romance 18+ material you've been warned!!
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59 parts Ongoing Mature

A simple girl who works for her boss as a personal assistant. Right, expect he is dangerous. She just doesn't know it. He's a mafia boss. He saves her and asks her a question that will changer her life forever. Not edited! However, her biggest danger is her own physically abusive father reverse harem!!BDSM relationship!! If you are uncomfortable with stuff like that it's not the book for you! Multiple POVs: Updated weekly Tuesday sometimes I'll update more often if i can. Smut will contain 🔥🌶️ in the title if you don't want to read it. "If I show anything, you cannot call the cops. He will kill me." I say, my voice trembling. "Deal," Mr. Greyson says immediately. I sigh, slipping off my coat. My short-sleeve blouse underneath. My grab marks and cigarette burns danced across my skin. I softly place the coat in Dexters stretched-out hand. Various stages of bruising on my arms are now visible. I couldn't help but notice the tension increase in the air. Nobody says anything. Mr. Greyson runs his hands through his hair and over his face. A heavy sigh leaves his lips. "Sit on my desk." He says this as he continues to sit in his chair. Shame and embarrassment fuel my body as I sit down on his deck in front of him. He looks at my arm, wrapped tightly. Before unwrapping delicately as if foreign to his nature. "Jesus Christ," he mumbles under his breath as more and more of my arm is unwrapped. He places the wrap on the desk, looking at it intently. He looks at Dexter. "Go get Jermery." He says to Dexter "Yes, boss," he says.