A man running from his truth. A mysterious song that haunts him.
And a bathhouse that will change his life forever… Being a wealth manager isn’t a calling, it’s how I pay for the car, the condo, and the boyfriend who just dumped me after seven years.
My life is all stress and no play until I snap and drive straight back to the one place I swore I’d left behind. The bathhouse. The place claws, fangs, and fur at the norm.
One filthy show with an orc should’ve scratched the itch. Instead, a song rises from the deepest pool—sweet, hungry, and aimed right at me.
A hand drags me under, into a hidden grotto… and into the arms of Cyrus. He’s a merman. All shimmering scales, sharp teeth, and a voice that makes my body beg. To Cyrus, I’m not a burned-out human.
I’m the only man who can hear his call, who can be his fated mate. I’m the treasure he’s been waiting for. He’s ready to worship me. Ruin me. I came here to forget my old life.
Now all I want is to drown in his.
