Prey of the Bratva by Lexi Asher

He stalked and hunted me. Now I’m his hostage.
He’s my family’s biggest enemy. And he’s been watching me obsessively.
He wanted me dead, but he changes his mind and instead saves my life with guns blazing.
Then he takes me home to be his Bratva prisoner, to be used for his forbidden purposes.

His plan was not to save me. His plan was much more sinister. But hunters like him adapt.
Now my bleeding body is in his arms, and he lays me down and inspects all of me.
He’s the enemy, and we despise each other.
But there’s a debt between us now. A debt that is forbidden and must remain a secret.

The hunter in him remains cold, but something else has begun to thread beneath it.
Possession. Territoriality. Ownership. Of me.
He keeps me imprisoned as he decides what to do with me.
Everyday the tension gets sharper. And we both know that it’s bound to explode.

Will the Bratva enemy claim his prey?

The Russian Bratva of Miami has three rules: solve problems with violence, paint the streets with blood, and break hearts at will. They’re not nice, they’re not gentle, and they don’t compromise. But behind closed doors, they’ll show you what ruthless love really means.