Bratva Billionaire's Sold Wife
(2026)(The second book in the Teranov Bratva series)
A novel by Lys Kane
My ex is being sold for money. So I buy her, not knowing that she had my secret baby girl.
I’m the life of the party, the loud one, but nobody knows my real story: She used to be mine. But she was from a rival family in the Bratva brotherhood. If I didn'''t let her go, she’d be in danger. So I did what I had to do.
But no longer.
I’m many shades of dysfunctional. But for her, I’m only one shade: The shade that will keep her out of the harsh sunlight. The shade that will darken her world. The shade that will shackle her if necessary, as long as she’s mine.
She doesn’t like to be told what to do. Smart, baby.
But the minute I hear that her family is selling her like a piece of furniture, I make my decision: I’ll tell her what to do.
She’ll move in with me, willingly or not.
She’ll accept my protection, proudly or not.
She’ll marry me, head held high or not.
She’s died her blonde hair black. It’s like she was already unknowingly adapting to my darkness.
She thought she’d never see me again after I broke her heart. And she didn’t even want to see me again. But the little girl in her arms is mine.
And she, herself is mine.
I am Bratva. The Bratva don’t play fair.
We take what''s ours.
And she belongs to me.
We are the Teranov Bratva. We play rough and dirty, we rule with iron and steel, and we caress with feathers and other toys. Until you’re ours in every way that matters.
Genre: Romance
I’m the life of the party, the loud one, but nobody knows my real story: She used to be mine. But she was from a rival family in the Bratva brotherhood. If I didn'''t let her go, she’d be in danger. So I did what I had to do.
But no longer.
I’m many shades of dysfunctional. But for her, I’m only one shade: The shade that will keep her out of the harsh sunlight. The shade that will darken her world. The shade that will shackle her if necessary, as long as she’s mine.
She doesn’t like to be told what to do. Smart, baby.
But the minute I hear that her family is selling her like a piece of furniture, I make my decision: I’ll tell her what to do.
She’ll move in with me, willingly or not.
She’ll accept my protection, proudly or not.
She’ll marry me, head held high or not.
She’s died her blonde hair black. It’s like she was already unknowingly adapting to my darkness.
She thought she’d never see me again after I broke her heart. And she didn’t even want to see me again. But the little girl in her arms is mine.
And she, herself is mine.
I am Bratva. The Bratva don’t play fair.
We take what''s ours.
And she belongs to me.
We are the Teranov Bratva. We play rough and dirty, we rule with iron and steel, and we caress with feathers and other toys. Until you’re ours in every way that matters.
Genre: Romance