Caius:

Ive always been the shadow in her light, the dark in her world of innocence. Everyone saw her as the perfect daughter, the good one, the pure one. But I knew better. Beneath that sweetness lies something darker—something I can twist, mold, and claim as my own. She doesn't know it yet, but she belongs to me. And I'll drag her down to my level, even if it means breaking her in the process.

Because if I can't have her, no one will.

Tatum:

He's always been the storm that clouds my world, the force that pushes me to the edge. Caius's cruelty has haunted me for as long as I can remember, but there's something else, something I can't escape—an attraction, a pull that's as terrifying as it is intoxicating. I should run, I should fight, but deep down, I know the truth. I'm already his. And in the end, I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to resist the darkness he's pulling me into—or if I even want to.