He was supposed to be my mentor. The renowned horse trainer with hands that could gentle the wildest stallion and a gaze that could break me open. From our first charged encounter over a skittish mare, I knew he was dangerous. Every brush of fingers. Every heated argument over training methods. Every moment his dark eyes tracked my movements across the stable yard.

But wanting him was forbidden. The age gap. The power dynamic. The strict rules of Silverbrook society.

Until the night everything changed.

Now Julian doesn't just want to train me. He wants to discipline me. Breed me. Display his ownership before the entire Victorian Court in a public ceremony that will leave nothing to the imagination and no question about who I belong to.