The Hunter And The Little Dove

Evangeline learned that obedience was the only tool left for survival. The abuse of the past had left permanent marks on her, and fear had seeped beneath her skin. And in the end, her parents profited from her one last time. They sold her to settle a debt.

Hunter King. The tattooed, scar covered mafia heir. A killer who knows no emotions and rules the darkness with ruthless dominance. He does not ask. He takes.

Hunter claims his ownership immediately. "You do not touch what belongs to me."

The man does not own the girl's past, but her future, and the rules are clear. "From today on, we share a room."

The Little Dove's body fears every touch. But at night, Hunter sees her nightmares, and beneath the cold mask, tension begins to grow. He becomes curious about the pain that gave birth to Evangeline's silence.

Inside the woman's body, forbidden attraction stirs. One night, in the man's arms, she makes one last attempt to resist.

"I do not belong to anyone."

Hunter answers mercilessly, his eyes burning with dark fire.

"Maybe not. But every part of your body is calling out to me, Little Dove. And I will answer."