Heirs of Obsession Ruinous Need

She was supposed to remain untouched. He couldn't resist. Now, he'll carve a bloody trail to keep her and the secret heir inside her... LISETTE: I'm precious cargo. Promised to another. A possession: bought, sold and traded. Locked in a penthouse with this lethal man. A Bratva weapon of muscle and scars. I think he's carved from marble. Until he touches me. Risking war. Risking everything. Under his dominant hands, I don't break. I become stronger. "Mine," he calls me. And when he finds I'm carrying his heir, there's no turning back. He'll burn down the world to keep me safe. >VIKTOR: I captured her. On the Pakhan's orders. The dancer clad in bright silk. With no place in this dark world of ours. Defenseless. Innocent. Good. He thought I'd leave her untouched. That would be unbearable agony. I break his trust. I claim what's mine. I know it means war. >Warning: This is a dark mafia romance with violence, plenty of open-door spice and a morally grey male lead. Despite the twisty plot it ends with a happily-ever-after.