Everything I ever had is gone. Ripped away, taken before I was ready. So I just hid. Hid in the shadows, hoping to disappear, blending in, fade away. I didn't want to be found, and I sure as hell didn’t want, to be discovered.
But one man did. He saw me. Saw right through me.
He's overbearing, egotistical, and did I mention a total asshole?
When I'm with him, I want to scream. Punch him.
And then have him rip my clothes off.
I gave him one night.
He wants more.
And so do I.
Grayson Mandrake owns me.
I take, because I can.
I claim, because I can.
She was mine the moment I saw her, and I will destroy her soul to keep her. Have her. Own her.
I'm ruthless, and relentless.
A total asshole.
And I will do anything for her.
Emmalin Ross is mine.