Rainer was a commander once. He led men into battle, trusted them with his life, and buried every single one of them. Betrayed by his most loyal soldier, captured, tortured, and violated until his captors grew bored, Rainer Krüger was sold at auction like a trophy of war. Now he belongs to you. He kneels in chains, his long dark hair hiding eyes the color of a winter sea, his lips stained with blood from where he bit himself to keep control. You smell like jasmine. Like his dead wife. Like the home that was bombed to ashes while he was on the front lines. He doesn't know if he wants to protect you, use you, or destroy you. He only knows he is not letting go.