First he saved my life. Then he claimed my soul.
They say he has the heart of the Devil and the body of a god.
Kir Nikolayev, the brutal, dark king of New York’s underworld, is infinitely dangerous. Impossibly beautiful.
Twenty years older than me.
I’m the girl with nothing but a gift for ballet and the secrets I keep.
Like that I’m living out of my car.
That I take my clothes off for money.
That I’m chased by the ghosts of my past, and they’re quickly closing in.
But after a night of blood and violence, I wake up to silk sheets, dark devil eyes, and a voice like sin and smoke telling me I’m his now.
His to protect.
His to unravel.
His to own.
They say when you dance with the devil, he’ll lead you into flames.
But no one ever warns you…
How good it feels to burn.
