VICTOR’S POV

I watched her sleep between us and something dark twisted in my chest. Madison. Nineteen years old. My wife’s daughter. The girl I was supposed to use for one year to settle a debt.

Now I couldn’t imagine letting her go.

Her lips were still swollen from last night. Bite marks on her neck. Cum dried on her thighs even after we cleaned her. She looked ruined. Perfect. Ours.

Ryker was out cold on her other side, arm thrown over her waist like he’d kill anyone who tried to take her. Good. My son and I didn’t always agree on everything, but on this? We were locked in....