Cruel Promise (Oryolov Bratva, #2)

by Nicole Fox

“I suggest you tell me now before I carry you back outside and rip that dress right off you myself.” Her eyes go wide. “You wouldn’t.” “I would.” “I’m pregnant.” “I’ll be gentle when I throw you overboard.”

There’s a time for kissing the woman you love and there’s a time for gutting any motherfucker who thinks he can take her away from you. This is the latter.

I stare at my belly. “Please come out. Mama’s tired.” “And terrifying.” “What was that?” I snap. “I said you look so beautiful right now.”