Punishing Thirst by Olivia Fox

There’s a dead man on her floor and a smoking hot, alpha male knocking at the door.

Dante:
The very thought of having Savanna caged up, beholden to me, makes my pulse quicken and certain parts of my anatomy swell with messed up, forbidden longing.
Right away, I know I’ll see that craving through.
She’s on the run.
A weakness I can’t afford.
Three servings of disaster on a platter.
This girl does seductive, dark things to me like I’ve never felt before.
I’ll keep her secret, but she owes me one.
She’ll be under my lock and key, except for her shifts at the bakery.
The only problem with my evil plan is that it backfires.
Now she has my baby inside her, and there are two people to look after instead of one.
Lord knows, I’m no angel.
Will she let me be their guardian, watching over them both?