He’s the devil I never saw coming.

I don't want his protection.
I don’t want him.

Onyx Santo is cold. Calculating. Untouchable.
He doesn’t save people — he owns them. Controls them. Breaks them.

And now he’s decided I’m his.

But Onyx doesn’t share.
And someone else is watching me.

He says I belong under his protection.
What he really means is: I’m his.

The nightmare outside my door is growing closer.
Yet the only place I feel safe . . . is in the arms of a man far more dangerous.

Because Onyx Santo isn’t a hero.
He’s the obsession I can’t escape.
The devil who marked me first.