She prayed for a savior. He answered as a sinner. - Fico - I've spent four years pretending I don't want her. Aisling Jones is off-limits in every way: young, protected, and untouchable. She's the daughter of a legend, the sister of my boss's best friend, and a fantasy I buried so deep I almost convinced myself she didn't exist. Then she ran into the street in front of my car. Broken. Bruised. Begging. And just like that, every vow I made to keep my distance turned to dust. I brought her home. I hid her. I told myself I was protecting her. But the truth is far simpler and far more dangerous: I've never wanted anything the way I want her. And I'll destroy anyone-everyone-who tries to take her from me. Including myself. - Aisling - I escaped hell, and I landed at the feet of a monster. I don't know his name. I don't know where I am. All I know is that he's dark, and dangerous, and when he looks at me, I feel like prey. But he doesn't touch me. He doesn't demand anything. He just... waits. And I don't understand why. I should be terrified. I am terrified. But every day I spend in his penthouse, every meal he brings me, every time he sits in the corner and watches me sleep like I'm the most precious thing he's ever seen, I feel something... I'm starting to trust him. I'm starting to need him. And I'm starting to realize that maybe the monster isn't the one I should be running from. Maybe the real danger is the man I'm falling for. Because when he finally tells me who he really is? I don't know if I'll survive it.
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