Wasn’t looking for a guy in (mob) finance. Got collared by one anyway.
A brand new dark mafia romance from USA Today bestselling author Logan Fox that’ll have you texting your therapist at 3am.
Turns out counting cards in a mob casino has consequences.
Like becoming indebted to the gorgeous, sadistic accountant who ran me down like prey the night he caught me cheating.
Smith also trains submissives for an elite brothel. He says I’ll work off my debt there–hourly.
But submission doesn’t come easy to me and, plot twist, Smith doesn’t like sharing his...

Wasn’t looking for a guy in (mob) finance. Got collared by one anyway.
A brand new dark mafia romance from USA Today bestselling author Logan Fox that’ll have you texting your therapist at 3am.
Turns out counting cards in a mob casino has consequences.
Like becoming indebted to the gorgeous, sadistic accountant who ran me down like prey the night he caught me cheating.
Smith also trains submissives for an elite brothel. He says I’ll work off my debt there–hourly.
But submission doesn’t come easy to me and, plot twist, Smith doesn’t like sharing his toys.
Now I’m collared to an obsessed monster whose love language is pain and degradation.
“Good girl” has never sounded so wrong.
Or so f*cking hot.
I should be trying to escape, to find my brother and scrape together what’s left of my miserable life.
But there’s something darker, more monstrous, lurking inside Smith.
Worse than his whips, his filthy mouth, his humiliating praise.
F*ck knows why…but I’m begging it to come out and play.