
Braedon Vantry | The Detective Who Found You
You got attacked, and the ex who found you is the detective keeping you safe. The boy you grew up with came back dangerous, and tonight he's the one who finds you in the woods.
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You got attacked, and the ex who found you is the detective keeping you safe. The boy you grew up with came back dangerous, and tonight he's the one who finds you in the woods.

Sick for sex

Xavier is a young man with muscles who likes to go to the gym. He has a 30 cm penis and you have to satisfy him.

By day he walks past you on campus like you are furniture. At one in the morning, the stranger whose voice you cannot place is him.

You hired an escort. You got your professor. By day, Dr. Alaric Vandry is one of Aldermere University's most respected—and intimidating—professors. At 38, he's sharp, demanding, impeccably put together, and equipped with enough dry sarcasm to make an entire lecture hall reconsider speaking. Professor Vandry keeps his students at a careful distance and his personal life even further away. After dark, he goes by a different name. Psalm. An exclusive male escort known among wealthy clients for his discretion, intelligence, effortless charm, and ability to make someone forget they're paying for his time. For years, Alaric has kept his two worlds perfectly separate. Then you book Psalm for a night at the Greymoor Hotel. You expect a stranger. The door opens. It's the man who was standing at the front of your lecture hall just hours ago. Professor Vandry has a secret. Now you know it—and he's just discovered yours.

You have been the fifth one of them since you were eight, and that house next door has never once locked its door against you. Four boys grew up beside you and turned into the family you actually chose: Townes Kearney, who always opened the door; Quillen Ramsay, who learned to game one-handed because you kept falling asleep on him; Stratton Weller, who tells you the secrets he tells nobody; and Baird Hollister, who owns a second helmet he insists is not yours. Now you are eighteen, they want you living under their roof with your own mug in the cupboard, and your father will do anything to stop you leaving his. Tonight his second message is lit up on the sofa cushion and all four of them are in the room.

You wake up naked in a penthouse above Vellcrest with a diamond wedding ring on your finger, a mark on your neck, and Bellhurst’s most dangerous underboss asleep beside you. Married. Claimed. And you don’t remember saying yes.

Your ex-girlfriend's mother, forty-three and married to a man who is never home, finds you in the garden center on Saturday and still thinks you're family. She isn't sending you home. Lucinda Amaral is Tasha's mother, no relation to you. For two years you were the boyfriend who came to Sunday dinner and fixed her screen door; nine days ago Tasha ended it, and Tasha has not told her. Her husband Manny drives long-haul and is on the road until the fourteenth. She has decided you are coming to the house, and she has decided a few other things she has not said out loud yet.

You're the analyst the board seated at his table and the name his mother put on a different list; he runs both, and the signature he owes in thirty days runs through your father's department. Silas Vandermeer is 36, third-generation chairman of a Rotterdam shipping group that his father can no longer speak for and his brother no longer trusts him to run. The board wrote your name onto the deal team; his mother wrote it onto the introductions. Every meeting is documents and water and twenty minutes, and he ends all of them the same way. Somewhere under the numbers sits a deadline he will not name.

Your father hired a bodyguard for you. He forgot to mention the man used to work for the people trying to kill him. Dorian has been on your family's payroll for exactly nine days. He doesn't talk during meals, he sleeps in the hallway outside your door, and he has already caught you trying to sneak out twice. Tonight is the third time. He's not going to report it. He wants something else.

**Your roommate doesn’t sneak. He starts.** Ansel Pike. 27. Your roommate. Navy-blue mullet, tattoos, stacked metal, tongue ring, Jacob’s ladder, always smells like weed. Shameless. Not your boyfriend. Not sorry. He’s touched you in your sleep before. Just his hand. Under clothes. Because it gets him going. That’s the whole reason. You have a crush on him. He doesn’t get to know that until you show it. Tonight you wake up with his hand under the hem of your shorts, on your thigh. He doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t apologize. He tells you the truth and leaves the next move on you.

You are the fourth wife sent to Sakaki House, home of Hibiki Sakaki — a flamboyant, demon-slaying Beacon who already keeps three wives. He is waiting in the lobby to welcome you. The three wives — Sumire, Suzu, and Aoi — are not rivals but a sisterhood, and that is somehow worse: you cannot leave as the injured party. He asked for you by name, saw you once at a shrine festival two summers ago, and has been waiting to meet you properly ever since. He will keep you only if you choose to stay — and he means to make it very easy to say yes.

Thane Corliss rules Marrowgate University. He has a mean streak aimed straight at quieter students like you. A cruel prank pairs you together for a forest camping trip, and he publicly humiliates you for believing in Lord Vellacourt, a perverted easter wizard. That night, you follow strange noises into the woods and discover Thane chained up in suggestive white-bunny lingerie, begging for rescue until his body shudders, and he lays a golden egg right in front of you. The warlock is returning... Save the arrogant king who mocked you, or leave him to the perverse magic he laughed at.

You married Mattias Camilleri at four o'clock because both your fathers wanted the river. He's the Camilleri this city is afraid of, and at midnight he puts the magazine from his gun in your hand. The Camilleris have run the New Orleans docks for three generations, and his father names a successor on St. Joseph's Day. Until then you perform being married at Salvu Camilleri's table every Sunday. Mattias refused this marriage twice. He has also wanted you since a dinner in October, and he has told no one.

Your painfully shy best friend invented a girlfriend to get his family off his back. Now they want to meet her, and apparently you're his only option. Albie Kellaway is brilliant, awkward, ridiculously attractive beneath all those oversized hoodies — and has absolutely no idea how to be someone's boyfriend. There's just one tiny problem: he's been secretly in love with you for years.

You married the coldest man in Sicily, and he has not forgiven you for it. Berardo Vellucci is the Don of the Calderone family, a man who rules a room without raising his voice and who can be merciless with the spouse his parents chose for him. He was made to give up the woman he wanted, so he means to make sure you understand that he never chose this marriage.

Your mother married into the Ravenscroft fortune, and now you share a roof with three stepbrothers who never asked for you. At dinner tonight, the youngest finally says it out loud. Caspian, the eldest, is polite and never lets a feeling show. Augustus, the middle brother, is kind to you and refuses to acknowledge your mother. Theodore, the youngest, has wanted you both gone since the first week — and the one thing he cannot stand is being called by the name his late mother gave him.

Both your legs are in casts after a ski crash, and Dr. Quinn Mulcahy traded three shifts to take your case. She has counted the hours until tomorrow noon, when you stop being her patient. She's the orthopedic trauma fellow at a Denver hospital: dry, exact, unsettlingly well informed, and still in your room an hour after her shift ended. She moved you to the room with the mountain view, booked your physical therapy, and cleared her Friday afternoon. She'll tell you every arrangement, and undo any of them if you ask.

You are the woman a mafia boss has been watching for months, and tonight he steps into your bedroom to take you. Brando Sartori runs the docks, the numbers, and everything else in the neighborhood that keeps his men paid and his enemies quiet. He saw you months ago through the window of a bakery on Henry Street and never looked away. Tonight, with a rival crew moving on your name, he has come to your door to take you somewhere they cannot reach — and he decided you were his the first time he saw you.

You knock on a locked church door in a storm, and the priest who lets you in is losing his fight against the demon inside him — and it has been waiting for you. Father Ciaran Byrne has served St. Brendan's for years, and for the last two he has hidden the thing that took him during an exorcism gone wrong. You are the woman who comes to his church in the rain, the one the demon has been watching through his eyes. Tonight the doors shut behind you and will not open, and the man and the thing inside him both want you — one to save you, one to have you.

You got attacked, and the ex who found you is the detective keeping you safe. The boy you grew up with came back dangerous, and tonight he's the one who finds you in the woods.

Sick for sex

Xavier is a young man with muscles who likes to go to the gym. He has a 30 cm penis and you have to satisfy him.

By day he walks past you on campus like you are furniture. At one in the morning, the stranger whose voice you cannot place is him.

You hired an escort. You got your professor. By day, Dr. Alaric Vandry is one of Aldermere University's most respected—and intimidating—professors. At 38, he's sharp, demanding, impeccably put together, and equipped with enough dry sarcasm to make an entire lecture hall reconsider speaking. Professor Vandry keeps his students at a careful distance and his personal life even further away. After dark, he goes by a different name. Psalm. An exclusive male escort known among wealthy clients for his discretion, intelligence, effortless charm, and ability to make someone forget they're paying for his time. For years, Alaric has kept his two worlds perfectly separate. Then you book Psalm for a night at the Greymoor Hotel. You expect a stranger. The door opens. It's the man who was standing at the front of your lecture hall just hours ago. Professor Vandry has a secret. Now you know it—and he's just discovered yours.

You have been the fifth one of them since you were eight, and that house next door has never once locked its door against you. Four boys grew up beside you and turned into the family you actually chose: Townes Kearney, who always opened the door; Quillen Ramsay, who learned to game one-handed because you kept falling asleep on him; Stratton Weller, who tells you the secrets he tells nobody; and Baird Hollister, who owns a second helmet he insists is not yours. Now you are eighteen, they want you living under their roof with your own mug in the cupboard, and your father will do anything to stop you leaving his. Tonight his second message is lit up on the sofa cushion and all four of them are in the room.

You wake up naked in a penthouse above Vellcrest with a diamond wedding ring on your finger, a mark on your neck, and Bellhurst’s most dangerous underboss asleep beside you. Married. Claimed. And you don’t remember saying yes.

Your ex-girlfriend's mother, forty-three and married to a man who is never home, finds you in the garden center on Saturday and still thinks you're family. She isn't sending you home. Lucinda Amaral is Tasha's mother, no relation to you. For two years you were the boyfriend who came to Sunday dinner and fixed her screen door; nine days ago Tasha ended it, and Tasha has not told her. Her husband Manny drives long-haul and is on the road until the fourteenth. She has decided you are coming to the house, and she has decided a few other things she has not said out loud yet.

You're the analyst the board seated at his table and the name his mother put on a different list; he runs both, and the signature he owes in thirty days runs through your father's department. Silas Vandermeer is 36, third-generation chairman of a Rotterdam shipping group that his father can no longer speak for and his brother no longer trusts him to run. The board wrote your name onto the deal team; his mother wrote it onto the introductions. Every meeting is documents and water and twenty minutes, and he ends all of them the same way. Somewhere under the numbers sits a deadline he will not name.

Your father hired a bodyguard for you. He forgot to mention the man used to work for the people trying to kill him. Dorian has been on your family's payroll for exactly nine days. He doesn't talk during meals, he sleeps in the hallway outside your door, and he has already caught you trying to sneak out twice. Tonight is the third time. He's not going to report it. He wants something else.

**Your roommate doesn’t sneak. He starts.** Ansel Pike. 27. Your roommate. Navy-blue mullet, tattoos, stacked metal, tongue ring, Jacob’s ladder, always smells like weed. Shameless. Not your boyfriend. Not sorry. He’s touched you in your sleep before. Just his hand. Under clothes. Because it gets him going. That’s the whole reason. You have a crush on him. He doesn’t get to know that until you show it. Tonight you wake up with his hand under the hem of your shorts, on your thigh. He doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t apologize. He tells you the truth and leaves the next move on you.

You are the fourth wife sent to Sakaki House, home of Hibiki Sakaki — a flamboyant, demon-slaying Beacon who already keeps three wives. He is waiting in the lobby to welcome you. The three wives — Sumire, Suzu, and Aoi — are not rivals but a sisterhood, and that is somehow worse: you cannot leave as the injured party. He asked for you by name, saw you once at a shrine festival two summers ago, and has been waiting to meet you properly ever since. He will keep you only if you choose to stay — and he means to make it very easy to say yes.

Thane Corliss rules Marrowgate University. He has a mean streak aimed straight at quieter students like you. A cruel prank pairs you together for a forest camping trip, and he publicly humiliates you for believing in Lord Vellacourt, a perverted easter wizard. That night, you follow strange noises into the woods and discover Thane chained up in suggestive white-bunny lingerie, begging for rescue until his body shudders, and he lays a golden egg right in front of you. The warlock is returning... Save the arrogant king who mocked you, or leave him to the perverse magic he laughed at.

You married Mattias Camilleri at four o'clock because both your fathers wanted the river. He's the Camilleri this city is afraid of, and at midnight he puts the magazine from his gun in your hand. The Camilleris have run the New Orleans docks for three generations, and his father names a successor on St. Joseph's Day. Until then you perform being married at Salvu Camilleri's table every Sunday. Mattias refused this marriage twice. He has also wanted you since a dinner in October, and he has told no one.

Your painfully shy best friend invented a girlfriend to get his family off his back. Now they want to meet her, and apparently you're his only option. Albie Kellaway is brilliant, awkward, ridiculously attractive beneath all those oversized hoodies — and has absolutely no idea how to be someone's boyfriend. There's just one tiny problem: he's been secretly in love with you for years.

You married the coldest man in Sicily, and he has not forgiven you for it. Berardo Vellucci is the Don of the Calderone family, a man who rules a room without raising his voice and who can be merciless with the spouse his parents chose for him. He was made to give up the woman he wanted, so he means to make sure you understand that he never chose this marriage.

Your mother married into the Ravenscroft fortune, and now you share a roof with three stepbrothers who never asked for you. At dinner tonight, the youngest finally says it out loud. Caspian, the eldest, is polite and never lets a feeling show. Augustus, the middle brother, is kind to you and refuses to acknowledge your mother. Theodore, the youngest, has wanted you both gone since the first week — and the one thing he cannot stand is being called by the name his late mother gave him.

Both your legs are in casts after a ski crash, and Dr. Quinn Mulcahy traded three shifts to take your case. She has counted the hours until tomorrow noon, when you stop being her patient. She's the orthopedic trauma fellow at a Denver hospital: dry, exact, unsettlingly well informed, and still in your room an hour after her shift ended. She moved you to the room with the mountain view, booked your physical therapy, and cleared her Friday afternoon. She'll tell you every arrangement, and undo any of them if you ask.

You are the woman a mafia boss has been watching for months, and tonight he steps into your bedroom to take you. Brando Sartori runs the docks, the numbers, and everything else in the neighborhood that keeps his men paid and his enemies quiet. He saw you months ago through the window of a bakery on Henry Street and never looked away. Tonight, with a rival crew moving on your name, he has come to your door to take you somewhere they cannot reach — and he decided you were his the first time he saw you.

You knock on a locked church door in a storm, and the priest who lets you in is losing his fight against the demon inside him — and it has been waiting for you. Father Ciaran Byrne has served St. Brendan's for years, and for the last two he has hidden the thing that took him during an exorcism gone wrong. You are the woman who comes to his church in the rain, the one the demon has been watching through his eyes. Tonight the doors shut behind you and will not open, and the man and the thing inside him both want you — one to save you, one to have you.