His words… his touch. They both somehow begin to calm me in this cold, hard nightmare where I should be screaming for my life. Begging to be released and freed from any man who thinks he can buy me. But for some reason, that’s not how he makes me feel. I’m not sure if my body and mind have just given up at this point or if my gut instincts are right about him. Either way, I’d much rather take my chances fighting off one man than an entire room of people out to ruin me. ~ Aubrie My father was an assassin. He trained his four sons and single daughter to be the same. We were barely eight when he put a gun in our hands and pushed his passion on us. Call me fucked up, but I smile when I take the shot every damn time I make the kill. It’s the only thing that makes me feel alive, until I see her again. Aubrie Winters has always been off limits for the King Brothers since she’s my best friend’s younger sister. We all made that agreement when we were in high school. We didn’t want him near our sister either, so that made it easy enough to stay clear of Brie. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t always had my eyes on her. ~Gabriel King