Two rival Bratva pakhans.
One holiday.
Zero self-control.
What could possibly go wrong?
Five years ago, my daughter ran off with Yuriy Orlov’s younger brother.
I should’ve wiped the Orlovs off the map for that alone.
Instead, I’m stuck under the same roof with Yuriy,
playing nice for Christmas like we’re not one wrong move away from bloodshed…
or from me dragging him into my bed.
Because Yuriy isn’t just my enemy.
He’s reckless. Arrogant. Infuriatingly beautiful.
The kind of man who smirks like he knows exactly how far he can push me—
and gets away with it.
I should hate him.
God knows I’ve tried.
Because the only thing more dangerous than loving a Zhukovsky…
is wanting an Orlov.
Deck the Halls with Bratva’s Brawls is an enemies-to-lovers MM mafia romance with forced proximity, a tightly wound older pakhan, and a very inconvenient bi-awakening triggered by the one man who knows how to get him on his knees… and tells him he’s good for it.