Cassandra Vega

Sloane:

I’m the President’s daughter. He’s my new bodyguard. He’s a man—a real man—and he’s older. Much older. But that only makes me want him more.

From the moment we met, there was an undeniable attraction, something magnetic that pulled us together.

But he sees things differently: I’m young, too off-limits, and the biggest flaw? I’m his best...

He shattered my world.

His good looks and charm drew me in, and once he discovered my vulnerabilities, he exploited them mercilessly. Despite knowing he was toxic, I fell under his spell, yearning for a sense of belonging.

Four years later, I finally found someone who treated me with the love and respect I deserved. But my tormentor clawed his way...

Before that fateful day in February, I thought I had life all figured out. I thought I would hate him for what he had done to me. But I didn’t. I loved him more than I ever thought possible. Maybe it was Stockholm Syndrome. Or maybe it was the realization that I needed him more than I thought I ever would. I knew I could never leave because I...