Laura Voss never believed in monsters. She believed in logic, in locked doors, in the quiet life she had carefully stitched together from the ruins of her past. She had rules. She had walls. She had a very firm policy about men who looked at her like she was something to be owned. Then Rafael Carrero walked into her world and everything she built to keep herself safe became nothing more than kindling. He is not a good man. He has never pretended to be. At the head of an empire built on blood, silence, and ruthless precision, Rafael does not ask for what he wants. He takes it. And the moment his eyes find Laura across a room she was never supposed to enter, something ancient and merciless inside him decides. She will be his. Not because she chooses it - but because he does. ... "He told her she was free to leave whenever she wished. What he never told her - what he would carry to his grave - was that he had removed every door." ...