Kuznetsov Bratva

I crashed a wedding. Got caught by the best man. Now, I'm pregnant with his baby . . . It's Katya's fault. (As per usual.) My BFF despises her ex and wants to hate-watch him marry the woman he left her for. Problem is, she didn't fill me in on that plan . . . until we arrive at the ceremony. As soon as I find out, I run. Hop on the elevator and smash the Doors Close button like the Energizer Bunny on a sugar rush. But right before they shut . . . a hand comes shooting through. And attached to that hand, unfortunately for me, is the most stunning human specimen I've ever seen. Tall. Dark. Handsome. Dangerous. Also . . . the best man. He takes one look at me and knows I don't belong. "Who let you in here, little bird?" he growls. I gulp. Tremble. Open my mouth to lie . . . and then the elevator stops. Contains mature themes.

I did a bad thing . . . and the man I love is here to make me pay for it. "You're coming with me," he snarls. "There's zero percent chance that's happening," I fire back. But I only get about two steps away before Andrey decides to take matters into his own hands. Literally. And it's me. I'm "matters." So now, I'm back where I started. Stuck somewhere I don't belong with a dangerous man who hates me. The difference between now and then? This time around . . . I'm pregnant with his twin babies. Contains mature themes.