The next night, Stockholm was alive in its own mysterious way—quiet, stylish, and deceptively decadent beneath its polished…
Maddie barely heard the creak of the front door over the panting, the wet slap of skin against…
The late-afternoon sun filtered in through the dusty windows of the general store, casting golden streaks over the…
Maddie had drifted between wakefulness and sleep for hours. Ever since she’d shut the door on Vanessa and…
The private jet touched down on a sleek, snow-dusted runway just outside Stockholm. Tyrone Dominian stepped into the…