I will recognize the man who murdered my family anywhere.
A mask.
Green eyes.
And a scorpion tattoo on his right wrist.
Six years later, while working at a BDSM club to pay my comatose brother’s hospital bills, I come face to face with a man carrying the exact same mark.
Certain he is the monster who destroyed my life, I accept his offer to clear all my debts in exchange for becoming his submissive for two months. To me, it is the perfect chance to get close enough to drive a blade through his heart.
But things don’t go as planned.
Instead of hatred, I begin to fall in love with the masked man.
And the game changes when I land a second job as the personal secretary to the Alpha King. The moment I meet him, my world tilts. He looks exactly like the masked man from the club—the same face structure, the same presence.
The only differences? His eyes and hair are a different shade… and there is no tattoo on his wrist.
How could two men look so alike?
Believing he is a completely different man, I begin to fall for him too.
What I don’t know is that
the masked man I want to kill,
the masked man I love,
and the Alpha King I am falling for
are all the same man.
PS: This book has a high rate of sex, specifically dominant and submissive displays.
PS: Two chapters are updated daily.

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This book is Book Two of Desired by Three Alphas; Fated to One.
However, it can still be read as a standalone, so new readers can enjoy this story without reading the first book.

​"Oliver, I…" I looked down at my lap, my mind spinning. If I went with Oliver, I'd miss my chance with Raymond. But if I stayed behind, Oliver would know something was wrong. "I don't know if I'm up for a gala. With James and... everything..."


​"It wasn't a request, Aurora," Oliver said, and for a split second, I heard a flash of that same cold authority I'd heard in the club. He caught himself, softening his tone, but the edge remained. "I need my woman there. I'll have a dress sent over. Be ready by seven."


​He leaned down and kissed my forehead. It should have felt like a blessing, but with Raymond's text still burning on my phone, it felt like a trap. I was trapped between the man I loved and the man I had to kill.


Chapter 144 - Choose