Cirrus@Austlit

'I was kidnapped on my honeymoon by three masked men.

'Blindfolded.

'Bound.

'Destination unknown.

'I was told to stay silent and abide by their rules. But they didn’t realize I wasn’t a victim…not anymore.

'The open sea was my backdrop for nine torturous days. During that time, glimmers of my fate were revealed by a man with the mysterious chartreuse-colored eyes. He should have scared me, but he didn’t.

'He intrigued me. And I intrigued him.

'He punished me when I didn’t listen, which was every single day. But beneath his cruelty, I sensed he was guarding a grave secret.

'I was sold.

'And in a game of poker, no less.

'My buyer? A Russian mobster who likes to collect pretty things. Now that I know the truth, I only have one choice.

'Sink or swim.

'And when one fateful night presents me the opportunity, I take it. I just never anticipated my actions would leave me shipwrecked with my kidnapper.

'He needs me alive. I want him dead.

'But as days turn into weeks, one thing becomes clear—I should hate him…but I don’t.

'My name is Willow.

'His name is Saint.

'Ironic, isn’t it? He bears a name that denotes nothing but holiness yet delivers nothing but hell. However, if this is hell on earth…God, save my soul.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.