Evelyn had no business being backstage at the sold-out concert.
At 22, she was just another fan with a stolen VIP pass, sneaking past security in a tiny black leather mini-skirt and a cropped band tee that barely covered her full breasts. The bass from the final song still vibrated through the concrete walls as she slipped into the dimly lit corridor leading to the green room.
She wanted one thing: to see him.
Kai Lennox—lead singer of the chart-topping band Vicious Saints. 38 years old, tattooed, leather-clad, and infamous for his raw, dangerous stage presence and even more dangerous reputation with women. His gravelly voice and piercing blue eyes had haunted her fantasies for years.
Tonight, she was going to make him notice her.
The door to the private green room was ajar. Evelyn pu
