The Bratva's Pregnant Bride : Forced Marriage Dark Mafia Romance (VARKOV BRATVA Book 4) by Rina Lawson

Author:Rina Lawson [Lawson, Rina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-12-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12 - Igor

I stood in front of a long mirror, smoothing a slight wrinkle in my crisp black suit as I adjusted my bow tie with a cold, steely gaze. The day had finally come when Grace and I had to stand in front of a group of people to exchange vows and then say, “I do.”

The corner of my lip tilted upwards. So, there I was, another Varkov man to marry, and all for the good of our organization. Once I secure the envelope from Grace, we'll have more power and protection than ever before, we'll be untouchable, even to the police and the FBI.

I knew I had my work cut out with her stubbornness and temperament. I would have to be patient and break her spirit slowly. But in the meantime, I would enjoy her beautiful body. Most of all, I was looking forward to the moment when it would be publicly announced that Grace was now mine — Mrs. Grace Varkov. There was no turning back, little princess.

With this last thought, I left the dressing room and went into the garden, where Alexei had set up a beautiful decoration with the help of some of the family's event planners. I tugged on the bow tie again as I marched through the soft, mown grass, feeling a little uncomfortable with the tight hold of the elastic band on my neck.

The entire feeling was unreal. I was getting married.

I remembered a time when I was younger and Vlad, Damien and I would gather in one of the training houses to get ammunition, play around with firearms, and talk about a bunch of nonsense that I could barely remember — that was Damien and me, anyway. Vlad had always been the tough, domineering boss. It didn’t take much for me to remember what we talked about life, the Bratva, and the future. Then, while we inspected the magazines and practiced aiming our guns, Damien spoke highly of the Bratva and how much he wanted to be like Vlad. I joked about

the cities we would control and how much fun it would be for me to lead a part of the organization.

We talked about everything but the possibility of ever getting married. But years later, Vlad and Damien and even Andrei, Vlad’s right-hand man, had their own families, and now I walked past a few rows of chairs to the front where the priest was waiting, cursing the tight elastic band around my neck.

Fucking hell!

The guest list had been deliberately kept minimal. We wanted to keep it intimate and personal. Amongst the selected few were my cousin, the Bratva boss, Vlad Varkov, and Alexei, my second-in-command. Due to their far distances, neither Damien nor Andrei could make it.

I greeted Vlad briefly, before marching up to the podium to wait for my bride, and it didn’t take long before she appeared. The second I laid eyes on her, I felt... I felt... Fuck! I didn’t know how I felt. I couldn’t

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