Beautiful Devils (Filthy Wicked Psychos, #2)

by Eva Ashwood

“It’s none of your business,” Willow whispers back, keeping her gaze fixed straight ahead. “That’s not true.” Her scent invades my nostrils as I breathe her in, and it feels like a fucking drug. My voice drops low as I add, “Everything about you is my business. It became my business when you begged for my cock. When you let me put my mark on you.”