Carnal Games

She was my salvation—until she became my destruction. Once, I would have bled for her. Now, I burn for revenge. She and her father didn’t just betray me. They destroyed me. Left me broken, bleeding, crawling my way out of hell. And now, years later, she’s back—wrapped up in a satin bow with a convenient case of amnesia? Nice try, princess. But I don’t believe in fairy tales. I bought her at an auction. Now I own her for a week. Seven days to make her remember exactly who she was to me. Seven nights to make her pay for every lie.

He thinks I’m off-limits. But rules were made to be broken. I’m the perfect daughter—an heiress with a spotless reputation and a ring on my finger to prove it. But perfection is a fragile thing, and mine shatters the moment I meet Isaak. My bodyguard. Ex-military. Battle-scarred. All sharp edges and dark glances. He’s the last man I should want—older, all grit and danger, and everything my family would never approve of. Also, he hates me. He thinks I’m spoiled, entitled, a rich girl playing pretend. But there’s one thing he can’t fake: The way his eyes darken when I walk into the room.

I used her body like an altar. Now she’s here for confession. I left my past behind. Then she walked into my church. Once, I was Bane Blackwolf—heir to a legacy of blood and sin. A monster in the making. Instead, I chose the cloth over the crown, buried my name, and became Father Blackwood. For years, I was in control of my darker nature. Until her. Moira. The woman with a sinner’s mouth and a body made for worship. The woman who doesn’t know it was me behind the mask that night—me who had her on her knees, begging.