Bred by the Savage Bidder (Auctioned to the Bratva)

They tried to warn me about him. Said he doesn’t follow rules. Said once he sets his sights on something, nothing stands in his way. When he wins me, it isn’t with charm or strategy. It’s pure, brutal intent. He doesn’t want to tame me. He doesn’t want to be gentle. He wants to take, claim, consume… and leave no doubt that I’m his.