VOLCHITSA

Irina Mordashova has never been the perfect Bratva daughter. She's spoiled, unapologetic, and walks through life as if the world belongs to her. At twenty-one, she's already one of the deadliest people in her father's organization. Some whisper she's even more skilled than the brother destined to inherit the empire-a title she'll never receive simply because she wasn't born a son.

Mikhail Ivanov has spent twenty-five years preparing for war. As second in line to one of Russia's most powerful Bratvas, he's known for his discipline, brutality, and complete lack of mercy. Relationships have never interested him. Women come and go, but none have ever held his attention long enough to matter.

Until Irina.

She's the only woman who's never looked at him with fear.

She challenges him. Provokes him. Smirks when everyone else lowers their eyes.

He should hate her.

She's the daughter of the man his family has sworn to destroy.

Every winter, Russia's most powerful Bratvas gather beneath glittering chandeliers and crystal ceilings, hiding decades of bloodshed behind expensive suits and polite smiles. It's where deals are made, alliances are tested...

...and where Irina Mordashova and Mikhail Ivanov lock eyes for the very first time.

Neither expects a single glance to become an obsession.

In a world ruled by blood, loyalty, and violence, falling for your enemy isn't forbidden.