Vassili and Zariah have been set free!!! 


Zariah and I had a misunderstanding when she walked into Vadim’s Gym. The beautiful, black vixen stormed through the place, scaring grown men.

I introduced myself.

All that pretty rage and desire she felt for me gave way to fear…

But we’ll fix that because now she’s mine.


A fighter beat my best friend to within an inch of her life and I went off!

One day, I’ll be a District Attorney, but today I put my foot in my mouth.

I even threatened the life of an MMA champ, with sinfully dark eyes and jagged muscles. Of course, I’d already cursed every Russian at the gym by the time I got to him.

He said his name.

My heart stopped.

One: I’m at the wrong friggen gym.

Two: I’ve disrespected everyone in the place.

Three: Well, this one cancels out everything. The Russian is from the Resnov Bratva.


God made me an animal in the cage. Now, I have one more thing to be thankful for. My wife, Zariah. I blinded her to my dominant ways and claimed her like the bully that I am.

She defies me at times, with that pretty mouth of hers. For the first time in my vantage-digital.de, I’m learning to compromise.

But are we a team? No!

I’m all alpha, baby.

I keep my wife and our daughter safe by any means.

Even if my enemy, king of the Russian Bratva, is wreaking havoc. My father will die screwing with what belongs to me.


Marriage to Vassili is a roller coaster, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

He stole my heart, I gave him a precious baby girl.

The fighter is my savior, his family is the enemy.

Our . . . only enemy.

Or so he thinks.

Vassili believes the sole threat to our existence is the Resnov Bratva.

But little does he know, I was assigned a new case. One that calls to every fiber of my being and overshadows the darkness he was born in.

My husband would kill me if he knew of the danger threatening to derail our life. Though, his commanding ways have taught me to become a fighter, too.

Can I stop the madness before it leads to the end of us?


The mudak, my father Anatoly, raped my mother for all of Russia to see.

My baby sister, Sasha, never had it any better.

I went from crawling to fighting to stop Anatoly, king of the bratva. Life was a nightmare before Zariah clung to me. Now, we have a little girl and our son is on the way.

But the game is changing in the mafia. Too many alphas want a taste. Somehow, I’m shoved into the chaos. My actions will be the reason my family is taken from me.

𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜:

𝙹𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕.

𝙹𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏-𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚔𝚊, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍̳𝚎̳𝚟̳𝚒̳𝚕̳ ̳𝚒̳𝚗̳𝚌̳𝚊̳𝚛̳𝚗̳𝚊̳𝚝̳𝚎̳.̳ ̳


Keeping the fighter’s love might as well accompany blood, sweat, and tears. Vassili is not an easy man to love.

I never dreamt of another life or another man.

Not until today.

Seeds of doubt have dug root inside me. It’s different for Vassili because his confidence is almost as scary as his jagged muscles. I fear that if I continue to allow my mind to wander, then my body, my soul, every part of me will too.

𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑠:

𝐾𝑒𝑒𝑝 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑉𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑖, 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒.

𝐹𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑏𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑢𝑝 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒.