Lords of Wrath (Discrete Cover)

<p><strong><em>They hurt me abuse me use me...</em></strong></p><p>I signed up for it. Literally. I agreed to the contract that made me the Lords' Lady a position that requires me to do whatever they want but only as protection from someone worse. I agreed to be in their beds on my knees and punished should I disobey.</p><p>I just wasn't expecting punishment like this.</p><p><strong>Killian</strong> is two-hundred-and-twenty pounds of muscle brutal physicality and pure spite. He thinks I don't know that he watches me when I sleep.</p><p><strong>Tristian</strong> is fair-haired and charming to anyone who doesn't know better. To me he's the man who seeks to control me with his cold eyes and possessiveness.</p><p><strong>Rath</strong> is the dark-eyed tempest who took me into his bed. Even having been subjected to his barbed tongue he's the first man to ever make me feel safe.</p><p>I hadn't realized how much they've worn me down and made me feel complacent but it turns out they've messed with my head just as much as they abused my body. Despite the awful things they've done to me they actually made me feel special. Cared for. Protected.</p><p>And then I found out it was all a lie.</p><p>The way Tristian cares Killian's vigilant eyes and worst of all my contented moments in Rath's bed were all part of a game.</p><p>A game to see who can use me best.</p><p>A game they've been playing since day one.</p><p>And now?</p><p><strong><em>It's a game I'm going to win.</em></strong></p>