Vow of Ruin: A Dark Enemies to Lovers Bratva Romance

He married me to end a war. I never agreed to the terms.

Nikolai Kastellan doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't need to. Every word out of his mouth lands like a verdict, and the verdict on our wedding day was simple: I'm a treaty clause with a heartbeat, married off to end a war my family started and his family finished - in blood, mostly ours.

I'm supposed to be quiet. Competent. Grateful.

I've never been any of those things in my life, and I'm not about to start now.

So I push. I provoke. I find every crack in his icy, controlled exterior and I press until something breaks - because that's easier than admitting the real danger isn't the war between our families. It's the way he looks at me like I'm the only unpredictable thing left in his carefully managed world. Like wanting me is the one risk calculation he can't make come out safe.

He warms up just enough to burn me. Then he goes cold enough to make me hate myself for missing the heat.

There's a rival family circling. A wedding ring neither of us asked for. A body count neither family will admit to. And underneath all of it, a marriage that keeps threatening to become something neither of us signed up for - something that terrifies him considerably more than any enemy ever has.

I didn't choose this marriage.

I'm starting to think I'd choose him anyway.

Vow of Ruin is a dark, slow-burn mafia romance featuring a forced marriage, an icy Bratva heir, a foul-mouthed heroine who refuses to be managed, and a love story built on jealousy, possession, and the kind of cruelty that only makes sense once you understand what it's hiding. Intended for mature readers.