Once upon a time there lived three men bonded by darkness and pain. Each fighting a past that wants to drown them. All of them damaged and broken. None of them complete. Until her.

Harlow: The man of the house and I aren’t exactly friendly per se. We live on different floors, so we don’t see each other most of the time. So how was I supposed to know that Sam could hear my music? I was minding my own business doing aerobics … in a bikini … okay, less than a bikini … when the doctor bursts in like a wild man! Creamy curves came flying out, bare and luscious, but what I didn’t expect? That the gorgeous physician liked what he saw. Sam: I more than liked what I saw. I CRAVED what I saw. After all, Harlow’s been growing up fast. Maybe we don’t interact much...

After years of sabotaging my body and blaming my family for the loss of my love, I've refused to be a part of our Mafia involvement. Then my usual Indulgence service arrives, and for the first time in years, my body comes alive. I can feel. The only problem is the girl in my arms. The one I crave is not the girl I ordered. No, it's my stepdaughter.

They thought she was unsuitable as a bride because she was mute. I thought that made her perfect. Silent. Invisible. I could pretend she didn’t even exist.

The ruthless mafia king is no stranger to violence, but when he lays his eyes on my bruised and battered face, he's furious. I thought my makeup was thick enough to cover the beating I suffered until my inappropriately flirtatious boss noticed. As a cocktail waitress in his casino, I've always been on Mr. Salvato's radar, but now he's obsessed, demanding to know who hurt me and why, intent on making them suffer.