Chicago bows to one man. And he never takes his eyes off what he wants. She slipped out for one night. Party lights. Loud music. The illusion of freedom.She moved on the dance floor like she belonged to no one.From the club’s upper room balcony, he watched every sway, every breath.Chicago’s most feared Don doesn’t chase. He claims. And she was already marked.She never saw him watching. She never knew the night she left home was the night she was bought.Now she’s his. Locked in his custody. A caged bird. Behind gold bars, wearing his brand on her skin and his obsession in her bones.He doesn’t ask. He takes. He brands. He keeps.One night entangled them in Sin.His brand burns deeper than chains. And he has no intention of letting her go.