From USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Meagan Brandy comes an all-new steamy standalone romance featuring a possessive hero … who will stop at nothing to get what he wants. I fell for a man I'm not allowed to have… He’s rough, rugged, and utterly unpredictable. He’s not cautious or contemplative. He’s a volcano. Silent and steady one second, and a complete nightmare in the next. But that’s not the worst of it. This guy? He’s an outsider and in my world outsiders don’t belong. They’re unwanted, unwelcome and known to disappear without a trace, yet he doesn’t seem to care. After one night of reckless rebellion, the tattooed tyrant keeps coming back, sneaking into my world without permission, and causing trouble I can’t allow. I should end this now before my father discovers his existence and does it for me, but he won’t allow it. He says, like it or not, I’m his now, that nothing and no one will stand in his way. Not even me…

Degradation of the Desperate Daughter. That could be the theme song to my life. Always second choice. Second best. Second born. Maybe that’s what possessed me to track down my father’s most formidable enemy, the infamous Enzo Fikile. He’s the nation’s most eligible bachelor, and the crime world I was born into’s biggest threat, but not because he wants to tear it down. No. This man wants to claim his place within it and if the whispers working their way around are anything to go by, he’s well on his way. And I just offered him a golden ticket, one he accepted with an unexpected spark in his eye. We signed our marriage contract that night, and the deal with the devil was done. I’m engaged to the man the rest of the world fears and there’s no going back. I expect to be tossed in a tower and left there, but my future husband has other plans. Dangerous ones. He wants the world to believe our love is real and not bargained, but he says even that’s not enough. He wants me to convince him. What was supposed to be a simple arrangement spirals into something more, and before I know it, I’m caught in his web, secrets spinning all around me. I hate him as much as I crave him, but as enemies close in from the most unlikely of places, I realize something. No one is allowed to hurt my husband. Except, of course … me.

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Inside look: They don’t call us divine for no reason... Legend has it the women who grace the halls of Greyson Manor were crafted by the Gods but kissed by their enemies. Cunning, in every sense of the word, and we are. But never without reason and only ever with purpose. And mine wears white tonight, hides a flask in his jacket pocket, and likes to hunt for what he hungers. It just so happens my dearest Alto is his flavor of choice, and I ... will be the item in his way. They call him a walking nightmare. I think I’ll call him mine. To play with, that is... \\\_ This is a New Adult romance set at a prestigious prep school. This short story, previously part of the BULLY GOD anthology is only available on Meagan Brandy's website. It is MFM, spicy, and a sweet little into into the world of Greyson Prep.