You never forget your first love. Imani Bello is mine. From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew the little thief would be important to me. She had a smile that reminded me of the warmth of summer afternoons, eyes so deep I drowned each time our gazes locked. But it was her resilience, her courage and her strength that won my heart. Even now, years later and married to another woman, my soul still aches for her. But I know I cannot have her. I must keep my distance to save her life. Years ago, Michael Khan saved my life. He also tore away my walls and made me love him when I was too broken to feel a thing. He put me back together, and showed me the beauty of a world that I hated. And then he left me... But with The Seven at war and our allies scattered, I must put aside my feelings to save the life of the man who broke my heart. Saving Mr. Khan won't be easy, and I am terrified. But the only thing scarier than death, is falling for him again.

"I imagine the idea of making a woman like me bend to your will must be quite exciting." He licks his lips, as though the idea was very tempting indeed. Against my better judgement, my gaze drops to his mouth and I briefly consider what it would feel like to have those lips on me. That same, thick, tattooed finger under my chin, tilting my head back so I'm forced to look at him. "So you're offering to be my peace? An outlet for the rage?"; he asked, getting back on track. I notice how he doesn't touch on the unhappiness bit, but I keep that to myself. "I'm offering you my body. If having your way with me can be an outlet for your rage, and you're able to find peace between my legs, then that's a bonus for you." A slow, wicked smile spreads across his face, and my pussy weeps, dampening the crotch of my lace underwear. "I think I'm going to like fucking you very much, Eden." *** They say to never mix business with pleasure. But what if pleasure is my business? The arrangement was simple enough. Fifty thousand cromas for one night with the most dangerous man in the country. For me, this was just business as usual, and Mr. Serrano was more than happy to pay thrice my usual rate for what would undoubtedly be a memorable night Except... there's just something about Eden that keeps me going back for more. Maybe it's her courage, that mischievous glint in her eye. Or perhaps it's the way she looks at me as if she sees all my demons and isn't afraid to tangle with them. Whatever it is, serving Mr. Serrano adds more complications to my life than I need at the moment. But how on earth do I get him to let go when he's already claimed me as his?