His Toy

I can taunt her. Tease her. Torment her. Desire her… …as long as it is part of our training. Caring about her was never part of the plan. Our agreement is simple: Heather will help me avenge my late mother by pretending to be a gift for the enemy. In return, I will keep her sister safe. Heather’s life depends on me. I know that her training will lead her to the truth: the man who collars her can’t protect her from the darkness locked inside, nor the secrets that will ruin her. I’m as dangerous to Heather as the...

I can taunt her. Tease her. Torment her. Desire her… …as long as it is part of our training. Caring about her was never part of the plan. Our agreement is simple: Heather will help me avenge my late mother by pretending to be a gift for the enemy. In return, I will keep her sister safe. Heather’s life depends on me. I know that her training will lead her to the truth: the man who collars her can’t protect her from the darkness locked inside, nor the secrets that will ruin her. I’m as dangerous to Heather as the enemy. Heather was never meant to be more than an alluring trap. A tantalizing gift. An expendable toy. Resisting her shouldn’t be difficult, if it weren’t for that streak of deep, fierce loyalty coursing through her veins. She intrigues me, and that makes her more than a toy. But she is crucial to my revenge. As long as the enemy lives, she is mine to control.

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