Shadow Bratva Daddy

I have never once lost a duel on the wire.
Then a faceless ghost beat me, traced me home, and locked me inside his compound.
Oh God.

Being the most dangerous coder in the dark was the plan.
Falling for the phantom who caught me was not.
Yet here he is.
Six-foot-something of scarred, silent Bratva winter.
Thirty-eight. The Bratva's deadliest secret, a phantom the underworld only calls Shadow. He needs the girl who built the weapon that can end his war.
A brother four years missing. A god of the hidden internet who owns him. A countdown I can't stop.
He drags me into his fortress on a threat, and hands me a locked door, new rules, and one vow:
"No one reaches you inside this house without coming through me first. Test me."
I mean to use him and run.
Then the god on the other end of the wire says my brother's name.
But wait.
He finds me at two in the morning, building the weapon that could turn me into the very monster we hunt.
He doesn't ask whose side I'm really on.
He sits down. He learns my silences.
"Point it at the man who owns your brother. Then let me be the last mistake he ever makes."
The way his cold eyes track me across every room...
The way his ruined hands go gentle only for me...
The way he kisses me like a wall he spent twenty years building just came down...

This terrifying man is making me want the future I swore I'd never live long enough to have.

If only saving my brother didn't mean handing the man I love the weapon that could make me a god.

A steamy age-gap cyber-mafia romance: a possessive alpha phantom, a genius hacker heroine, a found family that fights dirty, a slow-burn obsession, and a brother worth burning the whole network down for. Standalone HEA. No cheating, no cliffhangers.