Demon Montana: Clawing my way from the depths of hell to haunt the nightmares and steal the lives of many, I earned the name Demon.
Suddenly, the only thing I was worried about losing in thirty days was my heart..
There was so much more to the enigma called Demon, so many things that made him my Damien.
And his chiseled body fit perfectly against mine. those eyes seemed to thaw a little each time he looked at me.
How could I survive a month with a monster without losing myself? Except...
When I met him, he had nightmares in his cold green eyes and an enemy\'s blood splattered on his hard, inked body.
I had to follow his rules, honor his demands, be available to him only.
For thirty days, I was supposed to give myself to a man so brutal, they called him Demon.
Me. until my brother crossed the wrong family and they would accept only one payment for that debt.
I had never met a situation I couldn\'t talk us out of...
I was the queen of negotiating and smoothing ruffled feathers.
Dream Castle: Brilliant and bad ass, I was my family\'s fixer. thirty days weren\'t nearly enough.
And I knew...
Like she loved me.
Like she saw me. like she knew me.
Then, she looked at me...
I would follow my rules: have her body, ignore her heart.
And for thirty days, she was mine.
Bold.
Brave.
Beautiful.
Dream.
And then I saw her...
No love.
No intimacy.
No caring.
Hardened by a life that no one should live, I had rules that governed my existence.
Demon Montana: Clawing my way from the depths of hell to haunt the nightmares and steal the lives of many, I earned the name Demon
