Bratva Daddy's Nanny
(2026)(The fifth book in the Volkov Bratva Empire series)
A novel by Melanie Spicer
NIKOLAI
For two years, I've been living like a dead man. I'm the Bratva's Obshchak—the man who controls every dollar, every account, every number that keeps this empire running. The man who knows where all the bodies are buried because I signed the checks that put them there. But then, my wife died in a hit meant for me. My five-year-old daughter Polina watches me exist instead of live.
Then the latest nanny quit and she walked through my door.
The temporary solution with soft eyes and no idea what she's walking into. My housekeeper's niece, who treats my fortress like a home and my broken daughter like she's still whole.
She wasn't supposed to stay. She definitely wasn't supposed to make me feel.
I watched her calm the nightmares I couldn't fix. Watched her bring light into rooms that have only known darkness. Watched her discover what I really am and refuse to run.
She's twenty-eight. Sweet in ways that make me want to corrupt and protect in equal measure. Hiding her own scars beneath that warm smile.
She's also the first thing in two years I'd kill to keep.
People are still trying to finish what they started. The hit that killed my wife. This time they'll come for what's left: my daughter. My nanny. The fragile warmth that's finally thawing the ice.
I should let her go before the violence touches her.
But I've been dead for two years, and she makes me want to live. That makes her mine.
My nanny. My weakness. My line in the sand.
They think the numbers man is harmless. They're about to learn what happens when you threaten the only things a frozen man has left to lose.
-Bratva Daddy's Nanny is a second-chance age-gap Bratva romance featuring a widowed single-dad hero and a heroine who refuses to run when things get dangerous. Expect emotional intensity, protective possession, and a satisfying HEA. Full content warning inside.
Genre: Romance
For two years, I've been living like a dead man. I'm the Bratva's Obshchak—the man who controls every dollar, every account, every number that keeps this empire running. The man who knows where all the bodies are buried because I signed the checks that put them there. But then, my wife died in a hit meant for me. My five-year-old daughter Polina watches me exist instead of live.
Then the latest nanny quit and she walked through my door.
The temporary solution with soft eyes and no idea what she's walking into. My housekeeper's niece, who treats my fortress like a home and my broken daughter like she's still whole.
She wasn't supposed to stay. She definitely wasn't supposed to make me feel.
I watched her calm the nightmares I couldn't fix. Watched her bring light into rooms that have only known darkness. Watched her discover what I really am and refuse to run.
She's twenty-eight. Sweet in ways that make me want to corrupt and protect in equal measure. Hiding her own scars beneath that warm smile.
She's also the first thing in two years I'd kill to keep.
People are still trying to finish what they started. The hit that killed my wife. This time they'll come for what's left: my daughter. My nanny. The fragile warmth that's finally thawing the ice.
I should let her go before the violence touches her.
But I've been dead for two years, and she makes me want to live. That makes her mine.
My nanny. My weakness. My line in the sand.
They think the numbers man is harmless. They're about to learn what happens when you threaten the only things a frozen man has left to lose.
-Bratva Daddy's Nanny is a second-chance age-gap Bratva romance featuring a widowed single-dad hero and a heroine who refuses to run when things get dangerous. Expect emotional intensity, protective possession, and a satisfying HEA. Full content warning inside.
Genre: Romance