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392 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 13, 2026
I sucked deep and, as I drew back, brought out my teeth. The blunt edges of bone grazed over the sensitive, silky flesh, shaving off a thin layer and catching on the underside of his fat head.
“If you are going to threaten me, then do it properly,” he reasoned, taking the gun and turning it around. Oh my God, I was holding it backward?! No wonder he didn’t seem the least bit scared. Holy crap, I could have shot myself!
“Consider it an apology.” His nose wrinkled. Fuck me, he’s adorable. “An apology for what?” “For being rude before.” “I’m pretty sure that’s your personality.”
He cuddled right up against me, wedging himself under my arm, pressing tight against my side. With his cheek pillowed on my chest, every breath he took brushed my skin. I realized then that the only way I’d ever be able to sleep again was with him tucked in my protective embrace.
“Whoever did this to you will beg for my mercy, and I will show them none,” I swore.
I glanced down at his lower belly. Maybe I was high from endorphins or my vision was blurred. But he looked a little swollen, stuffed nice and full of my seed. Satisfaction roared through me, and I covered that little mound with my hand, rubbing against it with pride. “Mine.”
“You’re mine.” He reminded me as if I might have forgotten the eleventy-million other times he’d said it. Funny thing, it didn’t matter how many times he declared it because, every single time, my insides turned into goo.
“Your name is not all you have. You are so many things that it both amazes and scares the shit out of me.” “What things?” I asked. “One day, I’m going to make you a list. A long list that I will never stop adding to. Until then, you will just have to believe me when I say you are everything I thought went extinct in this world. You are more than most people will ever be.”
“You are essential, baby doll. The one and only thing I will never live without. Wherever I go, you go too.”
“The least you could do is not make it harder for me to keep my fucking heart beating.”-Keiran
His brows furrowed. I grabbed him by the front of the button-up and yanked until our bodies collided. “You,” I snarled. “You’re my fucking heart.”
“I want you so much that I’m spilling all my secrets.”
I hadn’t even comprehended the implication, and he was already across the center console, face close to mine, his hand wrapped loosely around my throat.
“Let me make it crystal clear, little hazard, that what’s mine is mine. So if there is someone in your life that shouldn’t be there, I will remove them.”
Remove them? “I live alone.”
“Good doll.”... “I’m not a doll.”
“I know what I want.” He was bold. It seemed he never got nervous or
anxious…..” “I want you to let me take care of you tonight, little hazard. I want to make sure you’re safe.”
“And you said you wanted to watch over me tonight. That’s why I’m here. And I t-tried t-to leave. Y-you wouldn’t let me.”
“You aren’t leaving. This is where you belong.”
“W-what?” I asked.
“I’m keeping you.”
I didn’t understand. My brain was too jumbled to make sense of his words. He must have seen the confusion and distress in my expression because gentle soapy hands cupped my face.
“You’re mine now, Hazard. Not just for tonight. For always.”
If I still had minutes left, I’d delete my entire profile. I could never go there again. I mean, sure, it wasn’t like everyone on Heart2Heart saw him call me a prostitute, but he would know. And he’d probably be lurking. He’d see my profile every time he logged in, and he would judge me.
My legs folded under me like I was a newborn giraffe (a short one, okay?), and I tumbled onto the vinyl with a splat.
“I didn’t think it was possible.” He went on almost as though he were talking to himself. “What?” “For someone as innocent as you to exist.” “I’m not innocent,” I protested. “Harmless.” He hummed, and I would have been completely offended if he didn’t seem utterly charmed. “Only a hazard to himself.”
He agreed. Just like that. It was completely irresponsible and dangerous. Clearly, he couldn’t be trusted to take care of himself. My God, he’s just walking around in this world, ripe for the picking.