They call me the Devil of New York. King of the Underground. God of blood, secrets, and control. Atlas King doesn’t ask. I take—loyalty, territory, flesh. I built my empire on ruined men and whispered names, and beneath the city, I rule Erebus, a private BDSM club where power is worshipped, and mercy is forbidden. Then came Luna. A girl with starlight in her eyes and defiancé in her bones. I should’ve let her go. I should’ve broken her. But instead, I watched her dance in the dark—and fall to ruin. Now she’s my obsession. My ruin. The softest thing I've ever touched—and the only one who could drag me to my knees. But the underworld doesn’t forgive love. And in my world, salvation comes at a price. Even devils bleed when they fall.