Sometimes it’s the cop who needs to hit the floor…Haunted by the worst case of my career, I knew only one way to exorcise the images from my mind, the victim from my soul … Inside the club, I scanned the room. He was here—Camden Snow—a sex god in the guise of unpretentious youth. Only his ice-blue eyes gave evidence of the Dom who took whomever he wished, whatever way he wanted, with a look … wished, whatever way he wanted, with a look and a nod. Merciless. Cam found me watching him and fixed me with his arctic gaze.…
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