“I should have refused.” I shook my head, my eyes sweeping towards the silver eyed devil standing before me, with no ounce of guilt or remorse in his eyes. “I should have never married you.” “That hurts my feeling.” That was a cruel joke, because we both know that he doesn’t even have feelings to begin with. “But there isn’t any man who could love you like I do; not even Thorne.” I paused when his long, cold index finger trailed my face stopping at my lips, and his eyes met mine again. They were dark… with lust. “Fuck you.” I muttered with hate and anger dripping in my voice. “I believe even right now, all you want is me.” He mused and he wasn’t wrong, because he never said I couldn’t leave. Yet, I found myself staying, and hoping he would change. “And all that completes me is you.” I shut my eyes as he slammed his lips against mine. *** Eden Montclair is your everyday surgeon who tries to get by every surgery without complications, she has created high hopes for herself that she would inherit her grandmother’s hospital. She soon finds out that the hospital was dying and they might need to merger it with the biggest healthcare foundation in the country, only on the condition that her little sister, Evangeline marries the heir to the foundation. Eden’s life soon falls into chaos when Evangeline ran away to avoid that fate, and now Eden is in the front line to marry the Heir of the Adler Foundation. Theron Adler. A cold-blooded and precise surgeon, who doesn’t have many interests in life, and a diagnosed psychopath. That’s not all, he is also the elder brother of her ex-boyfriend and they both had history together.

“What do you think people would say if they found out you don’t have a dick?” Christian asked, his voice low and dripping with seduction. His hand pressed firmly against my crotch, fingers exploring the flat, unfamiliar emptiness there. A devilish smirk curved his lips. “Or if they discovered these voluptuous breasts you’ve been hiding so well?” A strangled moan slipped from my throat as his hand slid under my shirt, his fingers brushing over my hardened nipples, teasing them with slow, deliberate strokes. “Which do you think they’d call you?” he murmured, eyes gleaming. “A boy with tits… or a dickless little fraud?” I stared into his hungry blue eyes, words failing me. “The term you’re looking for is ‘girl,’” came Xavier’s smooth voice from the bathroom doorway. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a soft click, his gaze raking over me with open interest. “So tell me, little girl… what the hell is someone like you doing in an all-boys dorm?” Christian’s smirk widened. “She wants to be devoured by boys like us.” His fingers gave my nipple one last firm pinch before he leaned in closer, breath hot against my ear. “And I’m more than happy to give her a taste.”

“You know something, little rabbit?” Theron muttered darkly, as he neared me. “I want you.” My breath hitched in my throat because in a way I knew it was true. There was meaning behind those cold silver eyes that watched me intently every time. “You can’t want me,” I whispered, backing into the desk. “I’m your—” “My brother’s girlfriend?” He finished for me; his upper lips curved into a smirk. “Isn’t that the same boyfriend you’re crying over, right now?” Hurriedly, I wiped my tears. “He cheated on you, didn’t he?” He asked mockingly. His eyes were wicked, the kind that watch something die and feel nothing. “It’s none of your business,” I hissed, shoving past him. “A pretty little thing like you shouldn’t waste tears on garbage like my brother.” I froze when his voice came again. I felt a cold shudder run down my spine as I gripped the door tightly. “I can help you,” Heavy footsteps rattling behind me as he stepped closer. I froze, Theron is bad news, everyone knows it, no one talks to him—I know I should leave, but I couldn’t. Interested in his offer, I turned back slightly. “How?” The words were barely a whisper as they escaped my lips. “Use me.” He leaned in my face. "Hurt him back by using me." **** What do you think Theron would want in exchange for his help?