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I walk straight into him. One second I'm reading, the next I'm face-first in expensive wool and the kind of cologne that should be illegal in confined spaces. Strong hands catch me by the waist before I can do something truly humiliating. "What have I told you about reading and walking, Moya?" I don't even have to look up. My spine already knows. My skin already knows. Aleksandr. He's my best friend's brother. The heir to the Petrov Bratva. And completely, utterly off-limits. But when he wraps his scarf around my throat—slowly, just a little too tight—and leans in close enough that I can feel his breath on my neck, I forget every single reason why I should stay away. "Now... thank me." My brain is mush. My heart is sprinting. "Th—thank you," I manage. His smirk deepens like he's pocketing the moment for later. "Was that so hard?" Sometimes I think I'm just a game to Aleksandr. A mouse he can toy with whenever he's bored. And I hate that I crave it. "The most emotionally romantic Mafia book I've ever read." — Donna, Goodreads ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 🔥 Forbidden Bratva romance | 💋 Brother's best friend | ⚡ Obsessive hero | 🖤 Childhood crush to lovers Marrying My Bratva Boss - One Click Now Start reading free in Kindle Unlimited. https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0FQ3N36T9