"Hmm — say my name," Jason rasped, driving deeper, his grip on my hips bruising and perfect. "All of it. Say exactly what I am to you." "My ex's father," I gasped, shame and desire wrecking me all at once. "My obsession." "That's right, baby. And you're not leaving until you believe every word." Jake cheated on me with my childhood friend and didn't flinch. So when I realized the man I'd already surrendered everything to was his father, I didn't run. I stayed. I leaned in. I let Jason Calloway's world swallow me whole. Older. Billionaire rich. Ruthlessly dominant. Soft only behind closed doors and absolutely filthy about it. He had me in his penthouse, on his desk, against every wall I was never supposed to touch. What started as revenge became something I can't come back from. Jake's ego is in ruins. His father is obsessed with me. And I've stopped pretending I'm not obsessed right back. Dark Romance. Forbidden. Steamy. Revenge. Obsession.