Well now, little lamb... I bet you didn't expect to find yourself here. Elizabeth Grayratt was just another unlucky college girl trying to make ends meet-until one wrong turn and one spilled glass of wine landed her face-first into the lap of danger. Literally. He was smirking, devilishly handsome, and utterly untouchable: the son of a mafia boss, with a temper like fire and a stare that could peel the clothes right off her bones. And Elizabeth? She was trembling, innocent, and in the wrong place at the wrong damn time. Instead of being silenced like the Monteials were known to do, she was given a fate that might just be worse: she would live among them... as their personal maid. Their live-in plaything. Their toy to tease, tempt, torment. The Monteial men-three sons and one dangerously domineering father-each with sin stitched into their smiles, and secrets hidden in every dark corner of the estate. They wanted her to clean their floors, fold their clothes, cook their meals-and maybe, just maybe, kneel if they told her to. But Elizabeth isn't as fragile as they think. And with every sly glance, every barely-there brush of fingers, every whispered threat made over wine and moonlight-she's being pulled deeper into their world of crime, lust, and deadly obsession. Will she escape with her innocence intact? Or will the Monteials ruin her completely... and make her beg for more?