I thought the monster in my nightmares was just that—a nightmare. Until I woke up in his dungeon.



I expected to wake up tangled in my husband's arms. His wicked hands dragging me back into bliss. Instead, I'm barefoot on a freezing cot and I'm dressed like a trauma surgeon who lost her shoes. This sucks and I'm scared. The cotton sheets and silk robes are gone, replaced by chains, shadows, and a cast-iron door.



At first, I thought it was Radomir. That two-timing bastard must have found out I was going to leave him. But the truth is far worse. I've been kidnapped. Not by just anyone—but by the monster from my nightmares. He wants what's locked inside my mind. And he'll tear me apart—piece by piece until I remember the secrets I've buried.



At first, I clung to hope that Radomir would find me. But as the memories return, I'm not so sure he'll save me. Not when he finds out the truth: I'm the one who pulled the trigger that killed his father.



Now, my only hope lies in the one thing they can't take from me.



The secret I carry beneath my heart. The baby growing in my belly—Radomir's baby.



Contains mature themes.