Berlin's underworld has a king, and his name is Leonhard Wolf. He's cold, calculating, and utterly in control—of his empire, his emotions, everyone around him. He doesn't save people. He collects them. Or breaks them. Then he found you. A terrified stranger in a drug den, a butterfly in a slaughterhouse. He should have left you there. He didn't. Now you're in his world—a world of power, danger, and shadows—and the most dangerous man in Berlin looks at you like you're the only real thing he's ever seen. He doesn't know why he took you. He doesn't know what you are to him. He only knows he can't let you go.💔