A Trap in the Name of Love

Dorian Blake never imagined that Celeste Ashford, the girl who had lived under the same roof as his stepsister for over a decade, would knock on his door late one night. After his father remarried, he had grown used to taking care of this frail and sickly girl, treating her like his own flesh and blood. But when Celeste Ashford stood before him in a strange nightgown, something long dormant was quietly breaking through the surface. The light in her eyes burned hot, and the warmth pressing close was far too scorching for a sister. Dorian Blake stepped back on instinct, only to find the wall met his back. What began with a trip to the mall and was accelerated by a single glass of wine was now dragging him into an inescapable vortex.