I stole her from her life. I’ll go even further to keep her in mine. She was a job. Nothing more. Nothing less. I took her from the party. It wasn’t personal. It was a contract. Grab her, head to the safehouse, and wait for the ransom. Scarlett is so gentle, so trusting. She doesn’t know that men like me exist. Doesn’t know the brutal nature of this world. Me? I come from a world of violence. I’m a killer. I prey on nightmares and make them come true. If you cross me, I kill you. So when her father decided not to pay, word comes down that I’m supposed to torture her. If he still doesn’t cough up the cash, I’m supposed to kill her. I won’t hurt this fiery angel. I crave her. Me, a monster that could never be what she needs. Who can never settle down. I can’t just do the job and destroy her. No, I have to make her mine. Forever. The way this thing is going down… it’s going to be either her love. Or her life.