HIS FORBIDDEN OBSESSION
For once, there was no overt dominance in the gesture — only raw, protective instinct.
“You’re safe,” he murmured against her hair, his voice low and soothing. “As long as you’re with me, no one will ever hurt you. I swear it on everything I have.”
In that moment, wrapped in the arms of the man she was supposed to hate more than anyone else in the world, Bella realized the terrifying truth with crystal clarity:
She was starting to believe him.
And that scared her more than the bullets ever could.
The car continued speeding into the night, carrying her deeper and deeper into Lucian Cross’s dangerous world — a world where protection felt a lot like possession, escape seemed more impossible wit