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Isaac Di Inferi was coated head to toe in blood the first time she spoke to him. Her eyes followed as it dripped hot and sticky down his forehead, leaked off his chin with a dull thud and landed by his booted feet... How she wanted to be that little trail of blood, on her knees by his feet. His fist wrapped around her hair, tainting it the same way it did wrapped around the metal handle of his knife.

It was that moment that Lila Priest knew she'd want nothing more in this world than to be owned by the man that caused chaos to erupt in her. Because being corrupted by the outlaw had never felt so damn holy...