LOGINWARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS RAW MATURE CONTENT. I watched him kill three men without breaking a sweat. Now I'm trapped on an island with him. My crime? Walking two blocks alone in New York City. My punishment? Zade Konstantin—a killer with silver eyes who looks at me like I'm both precious and prey. My father's enemies want me. Not dead. Alive. To torture, break, and send back in pieces. I've seen the photographs of what they do to mafia daughters. The images haunt my nightmares. So now I'm hidden away on a Greek island with the most dangerous man I've ever met. He's supposed to protect me. Keep me safe. Maintain professional distance. Except the way he watches me isn't professional. The way his hands shake when he touches me during training? That's not distant. The way he groans my name through the bathroom door when he thinks I can't hear? That's definitely not just a job. I should hate him. He stalked me for weeks. Put a bag over my head. Drugged me. Made every decision about my life without asking. What starts as hate becomes hunger. Forbidden touches in the moonlight. His mouth on my skin. My body surrendering to desires I didn't know I had. He's teaching me that good girls can want dark things. That cages lined with passion are still cages. That falling for your captor might be the most dangerous game of all. Until I realize the man inside me, the man I'm falling for, has been my betrayal from the very beginning. Some men protect you. Some men destroy you. Zade Konstantin does both.
View MoreNANCY'S POVA“fter the incident with Andreas, my father arranged a video call."I thought it would be good for you to talk to one of your friends," Marco had said during our weekly check-in. "You've been isolated for too long. It's not healthy."I'd wanted to laugh at that. Not healthy? Being trapped on an island with a man who made me feel like I was losing my mind wasn't healthy either, but here we were.Still, the prospect of talking to someone from my old life—someone normal, someone uncomplicated—was appealing."Who?" I'd asked."Lucas. He's been asking about you. Worried. I had him vetted, of course. He's safe."Lucas. My best friend since freshman year at Columbia. The person who knew me better than almost anyone.Relief had flooded through me. "Thank you. I'd love to talk to him."So now, at precisely two PM, I sat in the villa's study with the laptop open in front of me, waiting for the call to connect.Zade stood near the doorway. Supposedly to ensure security. Really to mon
NANCY'S POV"He doesn't look happy."That was an understatement.Zade reached us in seconds, his whole body radiating controlled fury. He positioned himself slightly between Andreas and me—not overtly, but the message was clear."Can I help you with something?" Zade's voice was cold, clipped.Andreas, to his credit, didn't seem intimidated. Just friendly. "Just making the delivery. I'm Andreas. I—""I didn't ask who you are. I asked if you needed help with something."The rudeness was shocking. I'd seen Zade be cold, distant, professional. But never outright rude.Andreas' smile dimmed slightly. "No, I'm good. Just finishing up." He glanced at me. "It was nice meeting you, Sophia.""You too," I managed."Maybe I'll see you next delivery?"Before I could respond, Zade spoke. "That won't be necessary. We'll be arranging different delivery services going forward."Andreas looked confused. "But I've been making deliveries to this villa for—""Your services are no longer needed." Zade pulle
NANCY'S POVLater in the day, I was in my room painting when I heard the distant sound of a boat engine cutting through the usual quiet of the island.I set down my brush and went to the window. A small boat was approaching the villa's private dock, white with blue trim, riding the gentle waves.Supply delivery, probably. We got them every couple of weeks—food, equipment, whatever Maria had ordered or my father had arranged to be sent.Normally I didn't pay much attention. But today, starved for any kind of distraction from my thoughts—from Zade, from the confusing mess of feelings I was trying to suppress—I found myself curious.I wiped the paint from my hands and headed downstairs.By the time I reached the terrace, the boat had docked and a young man was tying it off. From this distance, I could see he was about my age, maybe mid-twenties. Dark hair, tanned skin, the lean build of someone who spent a lot of time on the water.I came outside fully, drawn by the novelty of seeing ano
ZADE'S POVWatching Nancy walk away like that did something to me.Something that felt like a fist closing around my chest, squeezing until I couldn't breathe properly.She'd been avoiding me since that morning in the kitchen. Since I'd told her that night was a mistake, that we needed professional boundaries, that there was nothing between us except guard and assignment.All lies.Every single word had been a lie.But necessary lies. I'd convinced myself they were necessary.I knew she'd been hurt by my words. Had seen it in her eyes even though she'd hidden it well. Had heard it in the controlled flatness of her voice when she'd said she understood, that she was tired of fighting for this.The cold professionalism she'd been showing me for the past four days was her way of protecting herself.I understood that. Respected it, even.But fuck, it was killing me.Every emotionless "Yes" when I asked her a question. Every time she refused to meet my eyes. Every mechanical repetition of t






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