"Why me? I looked at his grey eyes, searching for any sign of warmth. "Because Malyshka, I want you, and nothing is ever going to stop me." "I'm not a fucking dog! Do you hear me, Alex? Nobody. Fucking. Owns. Me." A smirk twisted his features "Should I get a collar to prove my ownership?" Lana Harrington, a novelist who falls in love with her own characters, gets doused with a taste reality. As she is sold into a drug trafficking ring to save her dying brother she realises that this isn't a fantasy And that being his obsession is more than what she reads in books Alex Valkyre, a king, a murderer and the devil himself, finds a particular flower dropped before him. And like every psychopath, he wants to crush its petals and hide it from the world he controls because he can't help but love the pain as her thorns pierce his heart...