Lyara's pov
The hunter cracked across my back and breast like fire—again, and again, and again—until my body was trembling and my knees buckled.
Coalheart Fetters
He didn’t rescue her—he claimed her. Alone, homeless, and broken, Elara Gray begs a stranger not to leave her behind on a deserted road. But Dominic Vale isn’t a savior—he’s a man who takes what he wants and expects silence in return. Cold. Cruel. Beautiful in the way fire is—dangerous up close. What begins as a job offer soon becomes something else: rules, obedience, punishment. He gives her food, shelter… control wrapped in velvet and iron. And she, desperate and starving for safety, signs herself away. But the deeper she falls into his world, the harder it becomes to tell the difference between captivity and devotion. Or pleasure and surrender. He owns her body. But does he want her soul too?
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