THE SAVAGE TRUCE: A Forced Marriage, Age Gap Bratva Romance

The dress is already hanging on her bedroom door when Isabela Conti gets home. Nobody has asked her a single question. Nobody is going to.Her father's debt to the Sokolov Bratva has one acceptable currency left, and it isn't money.Three days later she's married to a stranger the whole city crosses the street to avoid - a man who explains her own worth to her in the flat, exact language of a business transaction, and expects her to be grateful he bothered to explain it at all.Kirill Sokolov didn't marry for love. He married to close a corridor and end a war before it started. A wife is simply the most efficient instrument for the job - until the woman he acquired for arithmetic starts leaving his tests unread, refusing every rule he sets, and quietly becoming the one variable he can't calculate his way around.She wasn't supposed to matter. He wasn't supposed to want her to stay.But behind a locked door in his own house, Kirill is guarding a truth even his wife isn't allowed near. And somewhere inside her own family, a danger neither of them sees coming is already circling - close enough to know exactly where to aim.The truce was only ever supposed to be paper.Falling for each other was never part of the deal.A dark, addictive forced marriage mafia romance - slow burn, age gap, one impossible arrangement, and a vow that stops being a transaction long before either of them is ready to admit it.