Hazel Wickwood has spent years keeping herself alive. She doesn’t need a demon lawyer to do it for her — no matter how good he looks in a suit.
Too bad. She just witnessed the most powerful crime family in supernatural New York commit murder, and no one has ever survived to testify against them.
The firm assigns their best demon to keep her breathing. Twenty-one days. Safe houses. One bed. Strictly professional. She is not going to think about what’s under that suit.
She is not going to think about what’s under that suit. Marcus Hawthorne hasn’t lost a witness in four centuries.
He’s not about to start with a stubborn hedge witch who hexes anyone who annoys her, argues with everything he says. Right?
