Flawed — Kim Karr

The first time Caleb Holt strode into the room I was absolutely certain I knew his type. A man too gorgeous for his own good, he was sexy, brooding, and so full of himself, I thought he could easily be fooled.
I was wrong.

Those brilliant green eyes followed me everywhere. With each glance, I swore he could see into my soul, read my determination, uncover my secrets.
It worried me.

I should have stayed far away from him.

The thing was I belonged to another man, as in the other man owned me, literally.

Caleb didn't care.

Before Caleb came into my life I had a plan to get back what was taken from me. The cost was irrelevant. Now I'm not sure I can sell my soul to the devil because I fear it belongs to him. The problem is he has a plan of his own and I can't risk his plan taking priority over mine.