Into The Devil's Den

Into The Devil's Den

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Elera Carter believed in three things: loyalty, hard work, and love. So when she caught her boyfriend in bed with her best friend, something inside her broke. One drunken night later, she made a mistake. She climbed into the lap of a stranger she thought was a male stripper. He wasn't. Caspian - a man whose name carries power in the shadows of the city - is not used to reckless women who aren't afraid of him. Now she has something that belongs to him. And Caspian Valerius always takes back what's his. He calls her kitten. She calls him a storm she should run from. Neither of them plans on falling. But some storms are impossible to escape.
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