LGBTQ+

"You came here begging to be destroyed by a stranger, Kaelen... but nobody gets to ruin you except me." To the world, Vance Sterling is the untouchable, dangerously gorgeous heir to a multi-billion-dollar empire and my arrogant stepbrother who takes pleasure in pushing my every button. For years, we’ve lived under the same roof, trapped in a cold war of bitter glances, sharp words, and a suffocating, forbidden tension that kept my blood burning. Driven to my absolute limit and desperate to escape his control, I walked into The Obsidian Vault, the city’s most elite, underground velvet-lined club. Blindfolded, bound, and trembling in the dark, I was ready to surrender my body to the highest bidder just to feel something. The stranger’s touch was raw, commanding, and intoxicatingly possessive. He dismantled my senses piece by piece, driving me to the brink of complete ruin with a dominance that made my soul scream for more. But when the blindfold was ripped away, my breath caught in my throat. It wasn’t a stranger standing over me. It was Vance. His dark eyes weren't filled with mockery anymore. They were ablaze with a terrifying, unhinged obsession. He didn't just catch me. He bought me. He owned the debt, he owned the club, and now he holds a secret that could shatter our family to ash. His price for my protection? A thirty-day contract of total, unabashed submission. Behind closed doors, my cruel stepbrother demands every inch of my body, my breath, and my loyalty. But as our secret, red-hot encounters blur the line between hatred and dangerous addiction, I realize the scariest part isn't the wicked things Vance does to me in the dark... It’s how desperately I’m beginning to crave them.