He was my husband and he was in place as he should be, soothing us both with his might.

“I saw monsters, Daddy. Not Santa!” Arlo cried, rubbing his face into Lucian’s shirt.

“Santa’s coming, son,” Lucian said. “Don’t you worry. You never need to worry, baby boy, because no monsters will ever be able to hurt you. You have your daddy to make sure of that. Daddy can chase any monster away.”

Lucian stole my heart all over again. He tipped my baby’s face up to his with a look of love and pride in his eyes. Daddy told the truth. He chased every monster away.

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In a single moment, she becomes my obsession…

Elaine Constantine will be mine. And her destruction is only my beginning.

I’ve known all my life that the Constantines deserved to be wiped from the face of the earth, only a smoking crater left where their mansion once stood. That’s my plan until I see her, the woman in gold with the sinful curves and the blonde curls. My will to dominate her runs as deep as the hate I have for her last name.

No matter how beautifully she bends beneath my hands, I’ll leave her shattered, a broken toy for her cruel family.

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Jax

“Jax Colton! How’s does it feel to break the NFL record for the most touchdowns during a game?”

I smiled at the reporter at the post-game press conference. “It feels great.”

“Are the rumors true?” another reporter questioned, bringing my attention over to him. “You’ve been a free agent all year, and the world is anxiously waiting for the big news. Are you signing a new contract with Dallas?”

I cocked an eyebrow.

The press didn’t mind their own damn business on a normal day, let alone on an occasion like today where all eyes were on me. This was the question of the hour—everywhere I went the press hounded me about my future with the NFL. The truth was I wanted to play with a team where I called the shots. I’d been with Miami for the last twelve years, and there was no thrill anymore. It wasn’t about the money to me. I had more than I knew what to do with.

I was the all-star quarterback.

The greatest of all time.

The motherfucking G.O.A.T.