He wore a mask. He touched me like he could read my mind, like he knew my deepest, darkest fantasies. He demanded complete surrender. I gave him everything. I still don’t know his name. I only know he has a secret capable of destroying me.

The masked man revealed himself to me. Now I have two weeks to decide. Two weeks until he shatters my heart into tiny pieces. Because he was not alone in his desire to claim me. There was another. Another who touched me. Gave me pleasure. Demanded surrender. Now both demand I choose between them. I would rather be torn in two. Publisher's Note: Please read book 1 The Man In The Mask before reading Torn In Two.