Pregnant Mafia Bride: An Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance

My husband is a complete stranger. But I’m already familiar with his piercing eyes and sculpted abs. Last night he showed up at my door with a marriage certificate and a check with my name on it. Turns out my identity was stolen by the Bratva years ago. And surprise! I’m his wife on paper. Now he needs me to make it real. But that’s where I get a little tied up. Because as it turns out some things about this marriage aren’t fake. Like the suggestive restraints on the nightstand… And the fact that I’m now pregnant with his baby. Now there’s no backing out even if that means participating in a deadly treasure hunt in the Alaskan wilderness to retrieve his hidden inheritance. Do I love him? Do I hate him? Or do I just need him to do that thing with his tongue?