![]() ![]() ![]() It’s a very good question I’m eager to answer. Three ripped, gorgeous brothers-in-arms want to know if I can perform on stage at Club Sin: Chicago between the three of them wearing only a mask and a pair of heels. Because I know no matter the price for my betrayal to the family, I can't walk away. Now I am not sure who the villain of this story is–the three deadly and possessive Bratva men who swear I’ll never escape their burning caresses. ![]() And in doing so, I broke every family code I swore to uphold. They swore an oath in blood to protect me for my sacrifices and I accepted. ![]() You see, despite being a Constantine princess I signed on the dotted line to give the enemy an heir. And my second is far worse than the first. When my best friend gives me a single night in Room One at Club Sin I’m game. Six years is a long time to harden a woman's heart. They said I was too young for their darker tastes. But at first my step-brother and his two best friends didn’t push me away. What do three scorching hot Navy SEALs have in common? Me and they're not stopping until I give them everything they crave. ![]()
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