Throne of Power (Throne Duet, #1)

by Rina Kent

When the hurricane hits him out of nowhere, he’ll understand why storms are named after women.

She tastes like addiction and bad decisions, and yet I would still come back for a hit every day.

“Don’t attempt to play with my fire, Rai. The moment a man so much as looks at you, let alone touches you, I will slice his fucking throat and watch as life leaves his eyes so he knows in every last second that he shouldn’t have touched what’s mine.”