Every Breathe You Take

May Valerie is not being haunted. She's being hunted.

​At thirty-two, she thought her life was her own. She was wrong. It started with the small things-the things she tried to rationalize. A missing pair of lace underwear. The faint scent of expensive cedar on her pillow. The heavy, suffocating sensation of a man's gaze on her skin while she slept.

​She thought she was losing her mind. She didn't realize she was being prepared.

​In a single, systematic week, May's existence is erased. Her apartment is gone. Her bank account is frozen. Her career is dead. At her rock bottom, a savior appears: The Valerius Group. They offer her a job, a home, and a fresh start in a secluded estate of stone and glass.

​But the "job" is a trap.

​The moment the doors lock behind her, May finds herself in a museum of her own life. Every missing trinket, every misplaced garment, every stolen memory from the last fourteen years is neatly displayed in her new room.

​She isn't an employee. She is a holy relic.
​The boy she once tried to save is now a man she should fear. At twenty-six, Killian is powerful, brilliant, and utterly broken. He doesn't want her apologies. He doesn't even want her love.

​He wants to own every breath she takes. And he has spent fourteen years buying the air she breathes.