I knew entering the Syndicate's dark world would be dangerous, but I never imagined the depth of Knox Hennessey's obsession. A single mistake in a corporate ledger marked me for death, yet I am trapped in a gilded cage at the mercy of the man sent to execute me. His possessive hunger threatens to consume my sanity, but I cannot escape the twisted pull of our connection. If I surrender, I lose my soul; if I defy him, I will not survive the night.

The moment I met his icy, steel-grey gaze, I was lost. His touch brands me, his presence poisoning my mind until I can think of nothing but submitting to his dark, voyeuristic desires. I know he is a monster, a predator who rules with a hand of iron and blood, yet I crave the thrill of being possessed by the man who should terrify me. Every time he looks at me with those cruel, beautiful eyes, I am powerless to resist a downfall that feels like destiny.

The moment I pinned her to the floor and felt her heart hammer against my palm, I knew Victoria would be my ruin. Her beauty stopped me cold, but it was her defiance—the fire in her amber eyes as I held a gun to her throat—that hooked me deep. I should have pulled the trigger and walked away, keeping my chaos from touching her, but I find myself unable to let go of the only light I've ever wanted to own.

Now she is mine, a captive in my bed and a weight in my soul, but this obsession is a deadly poison consuming us both. I will break her until she only knows my name, and I will destroy anyone who dares to take my prize—even my own blood. I am the predator, and she is the only thing worth keeping, even if I have to drown the world in the aftermath to ensure she stays.