

When her brother vanishes into the debt of a shadowy magnate, Liam Thorn, Elena Rossi must barter her fledgling art-publishing business—and herself—for his life, entering a gilded cage where the price of freedom is a contract she cannot refuse.
The air in Elena's small, sunlit office turned cold the moment Liam Thorn crossed the threshold. He didn't sit, just placed his palms on her meticulously organized desk, his shadow swallowing her business plans. 'Your brother's debt is substantial, Miss Rossi,' he said, his voice a low, smooth rumble that made her stomach clench. 'But I'm not here for money. I have a use for your... particular skills.' Her breath hitched, her mind racing from business strategy to a primal, unfamiliar fear. His gaze held hers, assessing, promising nothing good.
Dinner with the Greens
The morning light felt like an accusation on her stinging skin. When he entered her room without knocking, a tray in his hands, her humiliation was fresh. He set the coffee down, his gaze not on her face but on the chair she couldn't bring herself to sit on. His touch, when it came, was not to punish but to assess—a proprietor checking his property, and the shiver it drew was worse than the spank.