In a world of crime and sin it pays to know your enemy.

It pays even better to sleep with them.

At first, it was all about the unbridled lust and the nine million dollars.

And then came the scandalous proposal.

One that came with a contract instead of a wedding ring.

“Give us an heir, princess. Unite our bloodlines.”

Lev’s baritone is gentle, yet I know to my very soul his words are a command.

Gregor’s green eyes shine with silent promises of all my dreams coming true with a simple flourish of my name on the dotted line.

But it’s the gilded caress of Elyah’s touch that makes my heart crave the forbidden.

To want them means exile.

To love them means war.

To give them what they are asking for?

My fingers tremble as they hover over the pen.

Death if I do and eternal hell if I dont.

What would you do?