I was sold to monsters before I even knew their names.

Dimitri and Damian—the Sovietnik mafia ruthless twin sons—hunted me through the night, claimed me in a filthy shed, and branded my body with their initials above my most intimate place.

What they did to me broke something deep inside... and now they call me wife.

Dimitri's obsession whispers filthy praises in my ear, while Damian's brutal hands remind me of my place barefoot, bred, and bound to them forever.

My father's betrayal sealed the deal.

My best friend turned away when I needed her most.

There's no escape from their gilded cage, no mercy in their possessive hunger.

Im simply Mrs kozlov