Corrupted Heart

I taunted a monster. Now I’m caught in his claws. He was only supposed to be a faceless fantasy. A masked man from the app to enact my darkest, most depraved impulses with. But I played games with the wrong stranger, and caught the attention of a psychopath. Because Kratos Drakos isn’t just Greek Mafia royalty. He’s not just lethally powerful, physically massive, and dangerously gorgeous. I’ve seen what lurks beneath his mask: a beast with a primal taste for chasing, catching, and corrupting. Now, to stop a mafia war, I’m being wed to that very monster. But the deeper I’m drawn into Kratos’ twisted reality, the more I realize one thing: The most dangerous game you can play with a psychopath isn’t running away. It’s falling for one.