He spilled a drink on my dress. I dumped my wine in his lap. Which is why I invite the dark-and-brooding beast to clean me up. Only it turns out, he’s not a stranger at all.
I made a list of all my darkest fantasies. It was a meaningless joke— Right up until my arranged husband found it. Now it’s his mission to check off Every. Single. Box….
It’s crazy that I felt safer in the arms of a mob boss than I ever did with my ex-boyfriend... A life of abuse is all I've known when I finally run from it. Damian stares into my scared eyes as he h…
