One night. One mistake. One gorgeous stranger. Mila Ryu doesn't do attachments. She doesn't do trust. And she definitely doesn't do pretty boys with accents that make her forget herself -until Lucca. One night of reckless desire leaves her burned... and convinced she'll never see him again. Until she does. Now, the man she barely remembers is her partner. And Lucca? He's just as dangerous as he is beautiful. Forced to work together, hunted from all sides, and caught in a tangle of lies, lust, and blood, Mila and Lucca will learn the hard way: some pretty faces hide the deadliest secrets. Trust no one. Desire everything. Survive. ------ The cold barrel of the gun pressed against my temple, his grip iron-tight, but his eyes? Something else - dark, dangerous, and fixated on me. "You talk too much," he said, low, voice like gravel. I leaned forward, unbothered. "I'm not the one holding a gun to someone's head," I shot back. He smirked, finger barely tightening on the trigger. "If I wanted you dead, you'd be nothing but a memory." I didn't flinch. "Then why aren't I?" His gaze flicked to my lips, just for a second. "Because, darling... I haven't decided if I want to end you... or taste you first."

Raelyn Valmont thought the gala was the end of it. A few fake smiles, a signed contract, and she'd never have to see the three heirs of Cavarel again. Then her father shipped her off to a private island. With them. For bonding. Now she's trapped in paradise with three men who look like sin in silk-and treat her like she's both the challenge and the reward. It was supposed to be business. Not whispered dares, wandering hands, and lines that blur faster than she can redraw them. She's not falling. She's just... tied up