“I want you to myself, so why would I give you away?”

He lives up to his name: dark, dangerous, and boundless. He’s a psychopath, a sociopath, or both, but maybe he’s neither.

Lila’s a fighter, albeit weaker than a man with menacing obsidian eyes and muscles scarred with the memories of his sins.

She’s always hurt, it’s as if fate refuses to let her leave him. She won’t sit idly and wait for him to make the first move. She doesn’t trust him.

Trust has no room for his desire to keep her around until she runs out of her purpose.

Tito just didn’t plan on her taking his selfish heart as payment. A fair trade, he supposes, if he gets to have hers.

He only needed one moment—when Lila named him.

The danger from her past is nothing compared to a deranged man discovering his newest obsession.