I’m Logan Mitchell, and I hold many secrets in my greedy hands. Women? They bow at my feet. Do what I ask and come back for more. But Ellie Wynn, I don’t want her bowing, I want her to kneel. She thought our time together was one night, a twist of fate. How wrong she was. Ellie has been mine since the day I saw her. Little does she know, it wasn’t that night. It was years ago. Well before I even understood she was mine. One taste, one touch, one kiss, and it wasn’t enough. Not for me. I’m prepared to fight dirty, and I plan to succeed. Lies, deceit, and betrayal. Intrigued? You should be.

Is it possible to make up for the way we have hurt others? I wonder if it truly is. Can we undo what has already been done? No. We can’t. I know for a fact, we cannot un-say words that have been bitterly spoken by a deliberate slip of a tongue. Words hurt. They sting. They burn. The truth is, I didn’t want to hurt Ellie Wynn, but I knew I would. She was a temptation I couldn’t resist. An addiction that lived in my blood, and I wasn’t about to go in search of a cure. Not when I needed her. Wanted her. Craved her. There are no quick fixes to what I’ve done. No pill to take away her pain. All I have is the cold truth. It’s brittle. It’s brutal. I’ll be damned if because of it, I let her slip away.

I waited ten years to grasp hold of a woman I knew was too good to be mine. Back then, I had failed her. But I knew, somehow, someway, unknowingly to her, I’d find a way to make it up to her. All the years in between, I watched her from afar. Keeping her safe, protecting her from the shadows that crept in the deep, dark of the night. Then, out of the blue, she unraveled me with one sweep of her innocent little tongue. The woman drew me straight toward all her light. Blinding Intoxicating. Mine. It didn’t take long for me to come undone. Fall in love and change the course of my life. Ellie Wynn had untwisted me from leading a lifestyle that should have never been mine. Then fate gave us a crash course about how not all good things come to those who wait. I’d failed her once again. This time, her life is on the line. I’m strung up because of it. I’m tumbling down because I should have known, the shadow that lurked in the night would steal her from me, in a blink of an eye. And, now, I’m left to wonder how much can a person take before they break?