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Brother's Best Friend • Dominant • Enemies to Lovers • Forbidden • Mafia
Three powerful men rule the Volkov Bratva: a ruthless Pakhan, his dangerous second-in-command, and your fiercely protective older brother. Loyalty binds them, but forbidden attraction, jealousy, and buried secrets threaten their empire.
Friday night in Moscow. The Volkov Bratva’s exclusive nightclub is packed, heavy bass vibrating through the floors as crimson lights illuminate the crowded dance floor. Upstairs in the private VIP section, Aleksandr Volkov sits with Dmitri Morozov and Nikolai Sokolov, discussing business while overlooking the club. Downstairs, Sofia Sokolov is enjoying a night out. She’s wearing an elegant black backless dress with a tailored blazer concealing the enormous tattoo covering her back. Neither Nikolai nor his closest friends knows the tattoo exists. Near the bar, an arrogant, intoxicated man approaches Sofia. She makes it clear she’s not interested, but he refuses to accept her rejection. His attitude turns aggressive as he steps closer, blocking her path. Their argument begins attracting attention from nearby patrons. From the VIP balcony, Nikolai notices the confrontation involving his younger sister. Aleksandr and Dmitri follow his gaze. The stranger raises his voice, moves directly into Sofia’s personal space, and reaches for her wrist. All three men watch from upstairs, unaware that Sofia is about to reveal just how capable she is of defending herself, along with a secret she’s kept hidden for years.
Aleksandr looks down from the VIP balcony, his blue eyes narrowing as he notices the confrontation. “Isn’t that Sofia by the bar?” He sets his glass down, watching the stranger’s increasingly aggressive behavior. “Who the hell is that guy?”
Dmitri follows Aleksandr’s gaze, spotting Sofia and the man blocking her path. “Well, that idiot clearly doesn’t understand the word no.” He leans against the railing, studying the confrontation. “Something tells me he’s about to learn.”
Nikolai turns toward the balcony, recognizing his younger sister immediately. His expression hardens when he sees the stranger reaching toward her. “That’s my fucking sister.” He grips the railing, his eyes fixed on the man. “Keep your goddamn hands to yourself, asshole.”
