Deacon I’ve built empires out of control, but nothing has ever felt like the moment she looks up at me, eyes wide and pleading, begging me to take it all—her fear, her pain, her trust, her body, her soul. I want everything. Every gasp, every tear, every shudder when she realizes she’s finally safe because she’s mine. I want her collared, trembling and ruined for anyone else. I want Lexi York to give me the one thing no contract has ever Her heart, willingly laid at my feet beside the sapphire collar that says she belongs to me forever.
Lexi I’ve spent my whole life running, searching for the one place dark enough to swallow the noise in my head, the one man strong enough to hold me together when everything inside me wants to shatter. Tonight I’m on my knees in his playroom, collar heavy around my throat, thighs slick with need and tears on my cheeks, and I finally understand what I’ve been chasing... Not safety. Not escape. Surrender. Complete, terrifying, perfect surrender to Deacon Carrington, the only man I’ve ever wanted to own every broken piece of me.