The man I'm being forced to seduce is ruthless, dominant, and untouchable.

And he should be. He's a hitman.

But now, he's my mark, and I don't have a choice-deliver Dex to the Bratva, or lose everything.

Playing seductress is nothing new, but the stakes are. Dex unexpectedly changes the rules, twisting the game, pushing me to stay one step ahead...

Then, he puts his hands on me.

Suddenly, I lose all control.

And in Dex's arms, I realize maybe I never really had control of a damn thing to begin with.

What will remain amid the savage chaos we've created when the hunter becomes the hunted?

We're both about to find out.