“No one gets to touch you, except me. And when I do? You’ll forget what it’s like to breathe without me.“

Lex Veyne has walked away from his brutal past in the criminal world, choosing a quieter life with his wife. Despite his attempts to embrace domesticity, old habits die hard. He waits for her at home, the house perfectly clean, dinner ready, his patience wearing thin as she’s late. He’s still the same dangerous man, but now, he’s a man in love—though he’ll never admit it

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