Promised to the Bratva

***Marcella***

Dinner was… interesting, to say the least.

The Bratva family sat cold and unreadable, their presence chilling the room more than the air ever could. Dmitri’s gaze was intense, unrelenting, and kept locking on me like I was something he meant to unravel. Kaelen’s hand tightened around my thigh in response, his silent way of letting me know he saw it too.

My leg bounced beneath the ta