Forbidden Vows

He's supposed to marry her sister. But the Pakhan doesn't play by the rules... He writes them in blood. The air is thick with champagne and lies. I’m standing at my sister’s engagement party, trapped in the gilded cage of my family’s dying Irish dynasty. Beside me, the monster I’m meant to marry. Then—the announcement. “Introducing Ciara’s fiancé—Anton Karpov.” The world shatters. His gaze crashes into mine like a knife to the ribs. He remembers. The way I moaned his name. The way he saved my life—only to ruin it. Shit. This. Can’t. Be. Happening. But it's real. And so is my hatred. Then his eyes drop. To my hand. To the curve of my stomach. To the heir he doesn’t know exists. That’s when the real game begins.