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503 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 21, 2014



















‘The thought he could ever want anyone else when he had such beauty in front of him everyday was so far-fetched he rarely played this game—pretending to be interested in other men. He was a practised liar and convincing actor, but he wasn’t that good.’![]()

“His wealth, his power, his rank, his history, his intelligence, his cunning, and yet, despite it all, Ben was the centre of everything. The hub of their relationship.
Ben was its heart.
Nikolas grinned evilly. God had made a big mistake that day if he’d thought watching soldiers being tortured would bring on some kind of epiphany in the Morningstar, a road to Damascus moment of confession and contrition.
He’d just gone and stolen one of God’s finest creations, his perfect warrior angel.
And he was keeping him.”

He was a lion impersonating a pampered Persian house cat for a while, and surrounded by flowers, bespoke tailoring, literature and art, people didn't see the untamed wildness of the amber eyes, nor suspect the killing rage that lay just beneath the surface of the impeccable grooming.(Nikolas)




“We're only together because we don't think about it too much? I'm gratified and flattered by your devotion."
Ben sighed. "When was the last time you thought about breathing?"
"What?"
"Breathing? Lungs in and out? Air? When did you last think about it? You're like breathing. I don't think about it, but I need it to stay alive."
A faint smile came to Nikolas's lips. "Then you're like a heartbeat. I'll miss you when you stop.”








