About the book: year / Ivy I know what love is. But after witnessing its destructive power, I avoided it. Until Atlas appeared. I never thought that I would ignore all the “red flags” and wave the “white” ones, surrendering to Atlas in the most delightful way. I didn't realize he was playing with me the whole time until I was at his mercy. They say love can heal all wounds, but what to do with the scars left behind? Atlas I don’t know what love is. I did not experience its light and did not plunge into its depths. Until Ivy showed up. When I see what I need, I take it. And now I only want her. Every move I make is calculated and methodical until Ivy is where I want her to be. By the time she realizes it's a trap, it will be too late. Ivy will never forgive me and I will never let her go. But I feel neither guilt nor remorse. Not now, when I will own every inch of her body, heart and soul. And even Ivy herself can't stop me.