I don’t seek out gorgeous men with psychotic tendencies,
But damn if they don’t have a way of finding me.
Beautifully broken. Endlessly tempting.
Each day at work, my brooding Irish boss acts like he wants nothing to do with me.
And every night, he stalks me like I’m the very air he breathes.
So why haven’t I tried to escape him?
Maybe he’s not the only one who’s a little broken.
I’ve never known obsession until now.
I hate the way it feels.
Stormy Lawson consumes my every thought.
I yearn to punish her for being so damn irresistible.
I ache to own her, so I never have to know life without her.
But more than anything, I’m compelled to slaughter anyone who comes between us.