They told me to run. I ran straight into him.
Ivory Gallagher was supposed to be leverage, a hostage to control my enemies. One terrified girl, nothing more. But she’s not terrified. She’s furious. She looks at me like I’m the devil himself and tells me exactly where I can put my threats.
I should be annoyed. Instead, I’m captivated.
Now I learn everything about her: the nightmares that wake her screaming, the way she sings when she thinks she’s alone, how she bites her lip when she’s nervous. I tell myself it’s information. It’s power.
It’s an obsession.
They wanted to use her against me. They have no idea what I’ll do to anyone who touches her.
Tropes: mafia boss × innocent captive • enemies to lovers • possessive obsessive • protector • he worships her
