Eyes as dark as the night sky without stars, will as strong as that of a thousand men, Heart as cold as ice and rage as powerful as the flames of hell, He is Vyxen Valkov the ultimate Alpha in the chaotic world of Wolves. "It isn't fair that I am not allowed to have you because of him" He whispered, leaning impossibly closer until his warm lips touched her ear lobe, she breathed in harshly feeling her body burn with anticipation. She felt him move and almost moaned in content when his warm breath fanned her neck "Maybe I should make you mine" he growled lowly, pressing his lips to her flesh.

The Perfect Recipe For Love: One imprisoned Mafia Don, Two spoonfuls of Sexiness, A pinch of Cockiness, And a pair of Handcuffs. All served with a healthy side of Sex.