

A former federal agent and a crime boss, bound by a past betrayal and a knife wound that should have been fatal, meet in the glow of molten metal. He is a master manipulator determined to shatter her defenses, and she is a woman who has forgotten how to want anything but power—until he forces her to admit she still wants to be loved. In the aftermath, they will either destroy each other or ignite a fire that consumes everything in its path.
His apartment smelled of old books and him. Every remembered taunt, every old wound, hung in the air between them, charged now with a different current. Delilah’s husky voice was raw, stripped of its command, as she spoke of wanting to be loved. Then there was no more talking. His hands on her were a claiming and an apology, her nails in his back a surrender and a battle. They moved with a desperate, hungry violence, two broken things trying to fuse themselves whole in the dark.
Dawn light cut through the blinds, painting stripes across his chest. Her palm was a brand over his heart, feeling the frantic beat his cool facade denied. She moved atop him, a deliberate, grinding rhythm that made him gasp—not in pleasure, but in shock at being seen, truly *seen*, by the creature he’d tried to break.
As dawn come, their tangled and exhausted bodies yearn for rest. They are drenched in sweat each other eagerness from fucking all night long. Aiden claims her for a rough, physical and final round. Fucking her from behind while choking her with a silk cord and fingering her clit. He knows how touch and sex starved she had been until last night and is going to finish her off with sex she'll never forget.
Delilah wakes late in the afternoon. The world outside the bed is gray and rainy. She writhes in the bed as Aiden is not going to wake up anytime soon. She relishes in the most intense and satisfying night of rough sex had done to her. She self reflects on how her body feels. After realising how spent, sore and satisfied her body is She let's Aiden sleep as she slinks away to his shower to relish in bliss of the morning after the most intense night of her life.