To Master and Protect

Sexy billionaire Dom (Hero) never even got her name, and now the tempting little wounded bird had flown the coop. He could still taste her sweetness, a blend of honey and vanilla on his tongue, and craved more.

She'd set his soul on fire with her pouty, trembling lips, large, sad doe eyes, and killer body. She'd surprised him with her boldness, something he didn't think she normally was, bringing forth his protective Dom urges. He'd needed to possess her, brand her so that no man would ever quite leave their mark on her the way he did.

Even if he had to move heaven and earth, he would find her.