“Choose. The white one—and I take you, and everyone lives. You can keep your little human charade,” he said, his voice low as his fingers pressed deeper, stealing the breath from my lungs. I bit back a moan. “Or refuse… and there’s the black one—for your fiancé’s funeral. I’ll take you in that dress.” A pause. “But either way… I will take you.” —- Mira, recently engaged, returns to her hometown to care for her mother after her stepfather’s accident leaves him without his memory. But the man who wakes up is not the one she remembers. Though the face is the same, everything else has changed. The way his eyes linger too long… the way his words sometimes feel a century old… even his ever-stoic expression carries something darker beneath it. The smiling, easygoing man is gone. What Mira cannot ignore are his looks that follow her, or the touches that begin as accidental—but never feel that way. She knows she should keep her distance. He is her stepfather. She is engaged. This is wrong. But the pull between them is impossible to resist. Her nights are no longer her own. His gaze always finds her. And when he touches her, it doesn’t feel like desire— It feels like possession. Until the truth comes out… and with it, a choice she cannot escape. Warning — Dubious consent