I swore off men—then my brother stuck me with his best friend who once broke me… and would burn the world to keep me. LA was supposed to be my clean break. No drama. No men. Definitely no Denton Baxter—the tech billionaire who once kissed me like I was everything… then broke me like I was nothing. Now I’m redesigning his cold fortress into something livable—for him and his nephew dropped on his doorstep. I add color to his black-and-white walls. He short-circuits when I move his couch three inches off. We fight like fire and oxygen. He swore he wouldn’t touch me again. The second he does? His mouth. His hands. His body—cut from sin and sculpted to ruin me. I crave him more and I forget why I ever told myself no. But Denton doesn’t just protect. He possesses. When he finds out about my twisted ex he spirals into obsession. He says he’s not the monster I escaped. I can’t tell if he’s my second chance… or my next mistake