Savage Bratva King by Vivy Skys

I stole the Italian mafia princess days before her wedding to my enemy—

an alliance crafted to destroy my Bratva.

The plan was simple:

Break her. Take her innocence.

Send her back ruined, panting only for me.

I locked her in my basement, fed on her defiance, and filled her with my seed until she sobbed my name like a prayer.

She was supposed to be a message:

But she carved herself into my blackened soul,

And stole my rescue dog along the way.

Then they ripped her away.

That’s when I realized—she’s no pawn.

She’s my queen. My Lioness.

I’ll bleed kings, and make the world kneel—just to make her Mine.

She was meant to be a warning.

Now, she’s the war I’ll burn the world to win.

Gianna

I was on a flight home to marry the Irish mafia heir.

In a strategic match to end a bloody war.

Like the good little sacrificial lamb I was bred to be.

Then I woke up in a monster’s basement.

The tattooed Bratva monster.

He smirks and growls, “Win my game, earn your freedom. Lose—and I get a kiss.”

Spoiler: I lose.

Worse? I want to lose again.

Because the beast?

He’s not just brutal—he’s broken.

He protects strays with the same fists he uses to destroy kings.

And somewhere in the dark… I became his favorite stray.

Then my family rips me away—before I can tell him the truth.

I’m pregnant. With his baby.

And the most dangerous part?

I don’t want to run.

I want to be his.