Bound By Shadow

Jade Miller had spent years running.

From the ghost of a man she once loved. From the shadows that always seemed to follow. From the feeling that no matter where she went, no matter how far she fled-he was never really gone.

And she had been right.

Because he was here now.

Victor Sokolov-ruthless, untouchable, and the reason her world had never truly been her own. Towering over her, eyes dark with a hunger that sent chills down her spine. Fingers tracing the edge of her jaw, gentle-too gentle for a man like him. His touch was a promise. A warning.

She should have screamed. Fought. Begged.

But when his lips brushed against her ear, when his voice spilled over her skin like smoke, every breath in her lungs vanished.

"You were mine before you even knew my name. And you'll be mine long after you've forgotten your own."

She shuddered, not from fear-but from the horrifying, undeniable truth.

She had never escaped him.

Because she had never truly wanted to.