"You wanted a weapon to destroy your ex, Evie. But weapons don’t come cheap—they demand blood, sweat, and total surrender."My bare back pressed against the leather seat of his Maybach as Alexander’s heavy, suit-clad body loomed over mine. His calloused fingers trailed down my exposed spine, leaving a path of liquid fire in their wake. For ten years, the ruthless billionaire was rumored to be untouchable—a cold, unfeeling beast.Until my fingers brushed his chest, and his dead nerve endings roared back to life.Catching my fiancé, Chad, in bed with my half-sister was supposed to break me. Instead, it drove me straight into the arms of his dreaded step-uncle: Alexander Vance, New York’s most lethal tycoon. I offered him a business deal to ruin the people who hurt me. He counter-offered with a ring, a marriage contract, and a warning: “You belong to me now, Mrs. Vance. In public, you wear my name. In private... you cure my darkness.”I thought I was using him for revenge. I never expected that the deadliest predator in Manhattan would become so dangerously, violently adicted to my touch...
