Arseni

What’s worse than being stalked by a sociopathic nutjob? I used to think nothing. For years I’ve lived in fear of a man I know to be cruel, possessive, and violent. Weaving through terror has become second nature. Then Arseni shows up. My old foster son was a mistake I thought had stopped haunting me, but I was wrong. He’s back with a thirst for revenge. He’s even crueler. Even more possessive. Even more violent. And he has no idea I’ve already been claimed. So what’s worse than being stalked by a sociopathic nutjob? Being stalked by two.