Luca loves me, and I love him. Dante's obsession with me is darker, but he's no less possessive.

He'll even find it in his black heart to share me with Luca if that's what brings me peace.

As my men help me heal, I find myself falling for both of them.

But the Russians aren't done with us, and my brutal husbands will have to work together if they want to end the monsters who tormented me.

I can't choose between my fierce protectors, but maybe I don't have to.

With every possessive touch, they make it clear that they will give me anything I desire, even if that means loving them both...