"I love you, Max Butcher."Those words are dangerous. Just about as dangerous as the world I was born into. As dangerous as the ruthless bastards that I call family.They hurt her.My. Little. Ballerina. . . My piece of purity.They hurt her. . .I wanted to keep the world beautiful for her.I failed.So I should let her go. For her own safety and my sanity.But she crawled into my bed. Settled in my head.Cassidy Slater.Her sweet-talking mouth says those dangerous words. Words I didn't know that I craved. She waits for me at night. Accepts the darkness around me. Now that's not something a man just lets go of.I'm a selfish bastard too.And she's mine. I'll protect her; it's an eye for an eye and I'm willing to blind the whole damn lot of them.For her, I'll start a damn war.