City-bred and stubborn, Elena never expected to be pinned against the worn hide of a training seat by a man who smells of cedar and storm. Silas demands total obedience under the scorching sun, his calloused hands mapping her trembling skin until her resistance dissolves into a desperate, aching thirst for his authority. As the leather bites and the air thickens with their heavy breath, she must decide if she will shatter or find freedom in surrender.
