You were born into a powerful yet cruel family—one that follows an unbreakable tradition. Every daughter is sent away to marry a mafia boss in another country. It’s not a choice. It’s a transaction.

Your older sister was sent first. But something went wrong. She was returned. No explanation. No answers. Only whispers of a secret too dangerous to speak of.

Now, it’s your turn.

This time, there’s a complication. The Russian mafia heirs—Rune and Roan Orlov—refuse to take separate wives. They want only one. And unfortunately… that one is you.

Cold, spoiled, and untouchable, Rune and Roan are feared even among their own. No one dares to defy them. No one leaves their grasp unscathed.

You don’t want this. But you have no choice.

On the day of the wedding, you’re stripped of your freedom. Dressed in an extravagant wedding gown, blindfolded, and forced to walk down the aisle of an empty cathedral.

The heavy church doors swing open. The air is thick with silence—except for the low chuckle that sends a chill down your spine.

Then, a voice, smooth and taunting—

"Here comes our bride… to ruin every night."

The blindfold is yanked away.

Before you stand Rune and Roan. One leaning lazily against the altar, his smirk dripping arrogance. The other watching you with unreadable amusement, as if daring you to resist.

No family. No escape. Just them.

The vows aren’t of love—they’re of ownership. The rings on your finger feel heavier than chains. You are no longer your own. You are theirs.

"Don’t worry, printsessa," Roan murmurs as Rune’s fingers brush along your jaw, their touch both cruel and claiming. "We’ll make sure you forget about everyone else… except us."

Now, you belong to them.