I met them in high school. A single, searing glance from across the cafeteria left an indelible mark on me.

Their predatory eyes branded me forever.

For two years, we were inseparable. Our bodies craving each other's warmth during every waking moment.

When they enlisted into the military, they tore my heart apart. I watched them board that bus in their uniforms, and I felt my insides shred.

Four agonizing years later, they unexpectedly crashed back into my life. They're home.

I finally gasped for air, my lungs burning as if I had just surfaced from drowning.

But my happiness is short-lived.

Someone is now stalking me. Leaving me threats and unwanted gifts.

Some obsessed psychopath believes I'm his property.

He is now consumed with rage that my men have returned, determined to rip me away from them.

But Matthew and Trenton? They've killed for less.

My stalker is about to learn that the Devil Souls MC doesn't start wars; they end them.