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350 pages, Kindle Edition
Published January 28, 2020

In my basement, at this very moment, someone else is pleading. This girl will leave the building, a hefty sum in her bank account, probably bleeding, definitely crying, but alive. Roberto won’t be as lucky.
I haven’t raped her. At least not what I’d consider rape.
Bianca saved me as soon as she could and took me in as if I was her kid, but the damage was done. I had closed off everything. I know I died there. In the hands of strangers. Not in flesh, but in soul. The sins I’ve committed since, the lives I’ve destroyed, it’s all on them, on the original monsters.
That hadn’t even entered my mind. “Just sit,” I say and move toward her. Her gaze is trained on me, following my every move as I sit down next to her on the edge of the bed and then bury my head in her lap. I want her hands on me. I just want a fucking caress, but she sits stiff and unmoving. I close my eyes and wonder how much I’ve hurt her. I wonder what she’s thinking when she sees me. My mind is scattered between Christian, my business, the Russians, Chloe and my threats to her brothers, and the realization that I have no one. There is absolutely no one who really cares about me, who wants me in their life.