Gabrielle Lane, a very colorful and joyous woman with a big heart. She was never one to judge, spread rumors, or stay mad at someone for over a day. Closing up her shop one night she was bombarded by three men. Elijah Knight, a cold and dangerous man who never cared for anyone except his crew. A job gone wrong have him meet the the caring and sweet Gabrielle. He instantly disliked the young girl, hating everything about her. But when his hate turns into something more... something deeper, will he be able to control the obsession he soon has over her Warning: This is a dark novel and will have a lot of mature scenes. It will have also a lot of disturbing scenes such as violence, abuse, and other sensitive topics. This is not for people with soft hearts. Meant for 18+

"Run," he says with the voice of the devil. "Run from me. But I swear the moment I find you, you will be dragged down to Hades with me, and will never see the light of dawn ever again." I was stolen. Sold to the highest bidder. A plaything for men who see me as nothing more than something to be used. But I am not alone. He is here too, the boy with haunted eyes and a touch that burns, his hands aching to own every inch of me, to make me his in a world that was never meant for us. He is my protector, a warrior who would bleed, suffer, and die before he lets them lay another hand on me. And then there's him. The man who lurks in the shadows. Who hunts me like a beast stalking its prey. Who whispers promises of ruin and devotion in the same breath. He says I am his. That no matter where I run, he will always drag me back. But I am not a doll to be owned. I am a girl who refuses to be broken. And if they think I will stay silent, stay weak, stay theirs . . . They've already lost. **This story contains rape, violence, sexual assault, and dubious consent. Reader discretion is strongly advised. This is not a love triangle.**