Cold, heartless, and as dangerous as he is beautiful. Deimos Drakos is both Greek mafia royalty and a chameleon hiding a true monster in plain sight.
No one sees the villain behind those dark, lethally gorgeouseyes.
No one but me.
You see, I know his worst secrets. But he knows my darkest fantasies. And he’ll use them, to trap me.
To toy with me.
To own me.
We’re blurring the lines between fantasy and reality. Except true psychopaths like him have no lines.
No limits. No mercy.
Six years ago, he was the devil who told me to run and never look back.
I should have listened.
Because now he’s going to chase me. He’s going to catch me, and flay open every dark primal part of me.
But he’ll never capture my heart.