Her father owed a debt. Her father is dead. That should be the end of it.
Sever Dragović doesn’t see it that way.
Flora Abate has spent three years building something quiet and honest in the rare book shop her father left behind — a life that belongs to her, with nothing owed to the name she inherited. Then the most dangerous man in the city walks through her locked door and tells her that in his world, debt passes down like blood.
He is not young. He is not soft. He is silver-haired and precise and carries his power the way old money does — without needing to prove it. He has been patient, he tells her. Patience, apparently, has a limit.
She doesn’t want what he’s offering. She doesn’t want his world, his rules, or the terrifying clarity of his attention. The problem is that Sever Dragović doesn’t offer things — he takes them. And somewhere in the space between her refusal and his certainty, Flora stops being sure about who is in danger here.
Because being wanted by a man like him is one thing. Wanting him back is something she has no map for.
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