Amaka Obi

She’s the enemy’s daughter. The one I should hate. The one I can’t stop touching.

Dante Virello doesn’t forgive.
He doesn’t forget.
And he never loses.

But when Elena—sweet, tempting Elena—falls into his world, revenge takes a backseat to obsession.

Her lips taste like sin.
Her body feels like heaven.
And every time she whispers his name, Dante swears he’ll burn the world before letting her go.

Too bad she belongs to the man who betrayed him.
Too bad she’s the one thing he can’t have… and the only thing he craves.

Blood will spill.
Secrets will shatter.
And Dante will claim her—over and over—until even her enemies know she’s his.

This isn’t just love. This is possession.

You’ve got five seconds to explain how you got in here before I decide what part of you to break first,” he said calmly.

She turned, slowly and measured. No fear. Just cool, calculating eyes the color of storm clouds.

“That’s one hell of a welcome,” she said.

Ezra took a step forward. “You’re not supposed to be breathing.”

She smiled faintly. “Neither are you, from what I’ve read.”

That pulled a flicker of curiosity from him. She knew who he was. That wasn’t unusual.

Lira Black’s latest assignment was supposed to be simple: infiltrate, eliminate, vanish. But when she faces Ezra Raine the cursed vampire prince whose very presence ignites her blood everything she knows about control and desire shatters.

Ezra has lived centuries in darkness, mastering power and lust alike, yet Lira awakens something in him no one else ever could: a hunger he cannot tame, a need he cannot resist.

Enemies, allies, and forbidden desires collide in a dangerous game of blood, magic, and seduction. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered command brings them closer to a truth neither was prepared to face and a fire neither can escape.

In a world where betrayal is inevitable, only passion can save them… or destroy them both.

A moan slipped out of her lips, breathless and raw. She couldn't think. His fingers were fucking her slowly making her legs shake.

“Please.” She whispered, voice cracking and needy.

He leaned in, mouth brushing her ear.”

“Please what sweetheart?”

She whimpered when he shifted, adding pressure with his thumb on her clit. He circled it lazily like he wanted to drive her crazy.

“Turn around” he commanded as the rain hit them heavily. He quickly pulled his pants his cock hard against her thigh.

“Ready,” he asked, voice strained.

She’s forbidden. He’s untouchable.

Yet every time their bodies brush, every time his lips find hers, the world falls away. His hands claim her like he owns her—gripping, demanding, impossible to resist. Her pulse races with every heated glance, every teasing touch, every bite of a kiss that leaves her trembling and begging for more.

They know it’s wrong. They know it’s dangerous. But desire doesn’t care. It drags them into a hidden world of burning nights, secret touches, and forbidden ecstasy. Every kiss is a betrayal. Every touch a temptation. And every moment together pushes them closer to a point of no return.

Sinfully hot. Darkly addictive. Dangerously irresistible.