With the death of my father came great power and much responsibility.

I'm now the Pakhan, the leader, of the Kuznetsov Bratva. As such, I'm required to marry for an heir and for an alliance. I know just the woman, a female as fiery as the sun and as cold as a Siberian winter. The moment I set eyes of Alena Moskal lightning jolted through me. It may have been her taser, but I knew she was mine.

That day, she sealed her fate, and now, I'm claiming what's mine.

With my new bride in tow, kicking and screaming and cursing my name, I'm going home where I will teach her to be a proper Kuznetsov wife. She will learn. She must. We have an empire to build.