Don’t Look Back, Baby

He was supposed to be a stop on my way to nowhere.
Instead, he became the only man willing to burn down the world for me.

Six years, I was medicated into obedience and locked in a glass mansion with my husband. A man who smiled for the cameras but bruised me behind closed doors.

Then I finally did it—I escaped.

I just never planned on crashing into him.

Reece Harland is rougher than Texas dirt, speaks in grunts, and looks at me like I’m the kind of trouble he doesn’t need. But when I show up on his remote ranch, all high heels and panic, he doesn’t send me away. He hides me

Now I’m sleeping in his spare room. Wearing his flannels. Pretending not to notice how he watches me like I’m a skittish colt he’s trying not to spook.

He doesn’t ask questions. I don’t tell lies. But secrets don’t stay buried—especially not the kind that come with a husband who always finishes what he starts.

I’m not safe. Not here. Not anywhere.

Unless the grumpy cowboy with calloused hands and a broken past decides I’m worth protecting.

Even if it means setting fire to the world to keep me.

Content warnings: a steamy dark romance that deals with themes of domestic violence