I was supposed to expose him. Soren Nixon, the untouchable media mogul, the one who hides behind locked doors and whispered oaths. My job was simple. Uncover the truth behind The Forsaken Society. But nothing about him is simple. I found a man who is carved from control and sin, who spends his free time fighting in underground rings to feel something real. He's dangerous in ways I can't write about, intoxicating in ways I can't resist. Every secret pulls me deeper into his world. Every touch makes me forget my purpose. He's everything I should fear. But when he looks at me as if I am already his, I start to wonder. Maybe the story I have been chasing is the one that will destroy me.