Say his name loud enough, and he might hear it.
No one dares speak his name, for fear he'll come for them.
My brother ruined his life, and now he plans to return the favor. For months, I've been living in a cage, dreading the moment he finds me. When he does, it's like a ghost materializing. I'm taken, trapped at his side, never knowing when my end will come.
The Denver Kings control everything, and with war on the horizon, I can only pray it distracts him long enough to keep him out of my bed.
I hate him. I hate everything he stands for. But I can't deny it—this tattooed Aztec god is impossible to ignore.
I thought my brother was the only person who cared about me. Turns out, the only one who does is the monster I've been running from.
His name is Alexander Denver. But everyone knows him as the Butcher—and now, I'm his prey.
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