Devious Addiction

The night Sunny danced for him was supposed to be a transaction.

Men like Armen don't believe in fate.

They believe in control.

He didn't ask for her name. He didn't need it.
In the red-lit shadows of a private room, she moved like something untouched by the world he lives in... bright, alluring, soft and alive.

He called her Sol before he ever knew her real name was Sunny. And that was his first mistake. Because Sunny isn't just a dancer trying to survive college and her mother's mounting hospital bills. She's a girl built from guilt and loyalty, a girl who once kept a secret that cost someone their life.

Armen knows darkness. He was raised in it. Married into it. Built his empire on it.
But he's never known temptation like this.
She isn't supposed to matter.
She definitely isn't supposed to be his daughter's best friend.
And yet the more he resists her, the deeper she buries herself beneath his skin.

He wants her obedient.

She wants him honest.

He calls it control.

She calls it confusion.

But addiction doesn't ask permission...