He’s the devil I never saw coming. I don’t want his protection. I don’t want him. Onyx Santo is cold. Calculating. Untouchable. He doesn’t save people — he owns them. Controls them. Breaks them.
And now he’s decided I’m his. But Onyx doesn’t share. And someone else is watching me. He says I belong under his protection. What he really means is: I’m his.
The nightmare outside my door is growing closer. Yet the only place I feel safe . . . is in the arms of a man far more dangerous. Because Onyx Santo isn’t a hero. He’s the obsession I can’t escape.
The devil who marked me first
