To everyone else he’s a killer, the man they run from in fear, but to me, he’s the only man who’s ever made me feel safe. Riley: They call him Death. He’s a scarred, tatted-up wall of muscle, a highly trained killer that I should be running from, but I’m lost to Artyom from the first moment I walk into his club and meet his sexy, grey eyes. Everything about him is dangerous, raw, primal—a barely contained savage. And now …
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