The world is evil. I know that better than most men, but I never understood its true face until I let them in my club and struck a deal. The Cortez brothers brought money and allegiance. All I had to do was agree and do as I was told. But Cortez was a monster I hadn't fully understood. And I wasn't prepared for one of the girls. She was spice and ire. Attitude and fire. With a body to kill for. Yeah, my conscience got involved. Or maybe it was my heart

Coming back to San Antonio wasn’t on my radar, but life happens. Fresh from heartbreak, I have a brand new job to keep me occupied and I'm ready to start over. I’ll be dreaming up weddings for the rich and privileged, delivering their perfect day - their perfect fantasy. Those fantasies look nothing like mine, though. Mine are mysterious and threatening and full of intensity. All make believe, of course. Until it isn’t. Dante Cortez came at me like a dark saviour with sin on his lips. Dangerous. Demanding. Deadly. The boy I knew was long gone. And I wasn’t ready for the man he'd become. Note: The House Of Skin Series deals with themes some may be uncomfortable with. These are bad men who make no apologies for their particular trade.

I knew nothing of hate before I met him. He was a monster hiding in plain sight, wearing fine, cut cloth and pouring champagne. And after that day, he broke me. Abel Cortez. Menacing. Possessive. Cruel. Note: The House Of Skin Series deals with themes some may be uncomfortable with. These are bad men who make no apologies for their particular trade.