Wicked Obsession

He paid my rent for three years and pretended I never knew. He's my dead father's best friend. And I've been in love with him since I was a girl.

Dominic Vraga buys my paintings anonymously. He shows up at every gallery opening and stands in the back where the light is poor and leaves before I can reach him. He has spent eighteen years keeping a promise to my father's grave — protect her, keep her safe, keep her at a distance — and he has never once let himself touch the thing he actually wants.

Me.

I'm twenty-four. He's forty-seven and the most dangerous man in the city, a Bratva heir with silver in his hair and a wall around his heart you could break a hand on. He thinks loving me makes him a monster. He thinks the age gap, the blood on his hands, the best friend who died saving his life — he thinks all of it adds up to a man who isn't allowed to want me.

He's wrong. And I'm done waiting for him to figure it out.

But the night his enemies take me to get to him, the careful distance shatters — and Dominic burns down half the city to bring me home. Now I'm living in his house, sleeping one wall away from a man who swears he won't touch me until I'm safe and free and choosing him with my eyes open.

So I'll meet his condition. Every part of it.

Because someone inside his own family wants him dead, and they've finally understood the thing Dominic spent eighteen years hiding: that the untouchable man has one soft place left, and it has my name.

They're about to learn what a man who gave up on living will do when you threaten the only reason he started again.