DANGEROUS DEVOTION

Stormborn's roof meant living in constant fear, not just of him but of the ruthless men he called "associates." Every face held s

nfamiliar but with the same cold, dangerous presence as the others, was arguing with one of Zane's top men.

could disappear. He narrowed his gaze, suspicion clear on his face. "You,"

I tried to find the

ing immediate silence. His gaze flicked between the man and

voice was deceptively calm, but I

ly. "Just a misunderst

toward." He motioned for me to leave, his expression unreadable. I di

whispers and rumors. I'd felt it firsthand, and I couldn't shake the feeling that, as much as

heard a knock at m

re not to get involved in any business that doesn't co

ettling deep within me. "I

now. But remember-curiosity comes with a price here." His hand brushed my shoulder li

Beneath his harsh exterior, there was something else, something that made my pulse race and kept me awake at night. And no matter how d