KAIDA REED POV

Zavian? Who the hell was that, and why was I calling this man by that name when I'd never even met him before?

No, we've surely met. I couldn't forget those eyes even if I tried. I'd seen them a hundred times in the dark—in fevered dreams that left me soaked in sweat and aching for more. Those piercing blue eyes were the eyes that had held me still in my dream, while a mouth that felt impossibly real traced its way down my body, and a cock that wasn't Lucien's buried itself so deep I woke up gasping his name—except I never had a name. Only...