Crimson Fury by Lisa Lovell

I accidentally spent the night with a Bratva Assassin. The next day he kidnapped me. And put a baby in my belly. My rock bottom is a warm beer in a smelly country bar, an empty wallet, and nowhere to sleep. A few days ago, I made a terrible mistake. I stole something, valuable. From very bad people. And now they’re here, armed to the teeth, about to put me out of my misery. Except they don’t. Because an unexpected stranger swoops in out of nowhere and saves me. Anton Ulianov. Six and a half feet of broodiness, arrogant as hell, he’s the dictionary definition of “D.A.N.G.E.R.” And he takes out my attackers like he’s taking out trash. One thing leads to another and I end up in his bed. Having the best damn night of my life. Craving things that make my cheeks burn. Doing things I’d never admit. The next morning, he’s gone. THE END. Or so I thought. What I didn’t know is that a day later, I’ll be in his house, locked in a gilded cage. Or that a month later, I’ll be staring at two lines on a pregnancy test.