His grip on the back of my neck was unyielding, the heat of his palm seeping into my skin like a brand. Silas Thorne didn’t drag me; he merely guided me with a terrifying, absolute authority that made my legs move on their own.

"Julian," Silas commanded, his voice a low, vibrating hum that echoed o

"I belong to the cartel forever!" I screamed, the words tearing from my throat with a raw, agonizing desperation. "I belong to you! Please!"

The toy roared to life, hitting the highest setting instantly. The sensory overload was catastrophic. Blindfolded, bound, and pushed past the limits of human

Silas’s cruel, victorious smirk deepened, his dark eyes glittering with a predatory satisfaction that made my heart hammer against my ribs.

"You want them to watch, Clara?" Silas asked, his voice a low, vibrating purr that cut through the heavy bass of the club's music. "You want my lieutenants to