Loulan
I thought the divorce would set me free.
I thought walking away from my husband would finally give me peace.
But I didn’t expect him—my cold, sinfully dangerous stepbrother—to be the one waiting on the other side of my freedom.
Rage Roswell doesn’t ask.
He takes.
And the moment he found out I was no longer married, that I was vulnerable, alone, easy to steal… he stepped in like a storm I couldn’t escape.
He pinned me with those cold eyes and said one thing:
“You’re mine now.”
I should’ve run.
I should’ve fought the tension, the heat, the hunger he ignites with just a stare.
But he knows every weakness I try to hide.
Every tremble.
Every breath.
Every part of me I shouldn’t be giving him.
After the divorce, I thought I was reclaiming my life.
Instead, I walked straight into the hands of the man who’s willing to burn everything—everyone—just to claim me.
And this time…
He won’t let me go.