Every mask hides a secret . . . but some secrets are meant to devour.

Im used to being in control.

In the clubs, under the dim lights and masked faces, Im the one who calls the shots. I thrive on the power that comes with being desired-onstage, behind closed doors, wherever I choose. But its always been temporary.

Fleeting.

And lately, that rush? Its starting to feel . . . hollow.

Until him.

The moment his eyes locked on mine, something shifts. He sees through me, like he knows exactly what Ive been hiding behind the mask, behind every night Ive spent trying to pretend Ive got it all figured out. He offers me something more than just another night of control. He offers me a chance to let go. To see what happens when I stop pretending Im the one pulling the strings.

Jackson Reed has been a thorn in my side since the day we met–always running his mouth, always itching for a fight. Our rivalry on the ice has left us bruised and bloodied countless times.

When our teams end up at the same hotel for the Regional Championships, the brutal Titan gets under my skin in a whole new way. A fight turns into a chase through the woods, and when I'm caught, it ignites a forbidden fire within me that can't be stifled.

Our secret encounters grow more intense, and I find myself craving his touch, his taste, his infuriating smirk that both turns me on and makes me want to punch him in his perfect face.

As captain of the South Shore Serpents, getting involved with the star of our rival team is reckless. A betrayal.

Forbidden.

But Jackson Reed doesn't stop until he gets what he wants, and this time–it's me.

Falling for the brutal Titan was never part of the plan.

Except he's the most addictive bad idea I've ever had, and I can't get enough.

Falling for the unhinged Titan was never in the playbook.

Taking the job as assistant coach for Crestwood's hockey team is supposed to be my fresh start—until I meet Viktor Novotny.

The uncontrollable goalie is a chaotic force, pushing every boundary and testing the limits of my self-control. His ice-blue eyes follow me everywhere, making him impossible to ignore.

He's not just trouble—he's the exact kind I need to avoid.

When an explosive confrontation morphs into a pulse-pounding encounter, I cross the line between coach and player, torn between responsibility and forbidden desire.

But Viktors the most exhilarating gamble Ive ever taken, and the harder I fight my feelings, the clearer it becomes . . . He needs me just as fiercely as I crave him, and hell stop at nothing to claim me as his own.