“I’m not scared of you.”
He meets my gaze. “You should be.”
I’m not looking for a knight in shining armor when I approach Saxon Priest for a job, but there’s no preparing for the reality of meeting London’s most heartless villain in the flesh.
His eyes are cold, his mouth scarred when he dismisses me as fragile, weak.
He couldn’t be more wrong.
Beneath my sunny smile, there’s nothing I won’t do to protect my family . . . even if it means facing off against a notorious killer.
He tells me to run.
I refuse to tremble in fear.
He warns me that I could never handle him.
I can’t help but wonder what it would take to see him break.
Saxon is everything I should hate—
And the last man I should ever want.
But when he risks everything to save me, I succumb to the ice in his veins and the blistering heat that tethers us together.
Saxon Priest may be the devil in disguise but I’m Isla Quinn, and I killed the king.