Kidnapped By the Mafia Boss by Evie Rose

I locked myself in the bathroom when my date pulled out a knife. Then a tall dark rescuer crashed through the door… and kidnapped me.
I know it’s risky, posting my darkest fantasies anonymously online. Especially when they start going viral. But how was I to know the first guy I’ve ever dated would turn out to be an obsessed stalker-fan?
Although I write about wanting a man to force himself upon me, this reality isn’t nearly as appealing. It’s locked bathroom, panic texting, terrified-for-my-life.
Until the Bratva mafia boss steals me away.
Dimitri is tall, muscled, gruff. He has salt and pepper hair and is twice my age.
I’ve seen him before. Last week he helped me up when I tripped into a puddle. And I’m pretty sure it was him who rescued a stray dog.
I don’t have one stalker, I have two. And the mafia boss says that for my own protection, he won’t let me go…