"I could break you so easily," he murmured, his hands clutching my throat, "But I love you too much to let you be destroyed, Printsessa..."
I should never have touched her.
As the eldest brother in an ancient brotherhood,
I know better.
She's innocent, untouched, unbroken.
One intoxicating night of succumbing to lust and my dark obsession ignites.
I have no place in a good girl's life...
She deserves to be more than my captive.
I have to let her go before it's too late.
“You’re right. You’re everything I shouldn’t want. Dangerous…handsome… a mistake from the very beginning.”
It's dark... cold... terrifying.
Then I see him. Vasily.
He's taller, larger and rougher than any man I've ever known.
He sees the woman I was before the incident. The innocent one. The untouched one. The unbroken one.
He doesn't know what darkness I'm carrying.
And I like it.
I may be his captive, but he's the only one to ever make me feel free.