Blake Weston plans to finish one last demolition job before Christmas. Instead, he finds Holly—bruised, shaking, and curled inside a cardboard box in a half-frozen building he’s moments away from blowing apart. One look at her huge, terrified eyes and something inside him snaps awake, something he thought had died years ago after losing everyone he ever loved—his parents, and the fiancée who betrayed what was left of his trust.
Holly Turner has stopped believing in rescue. A lifetime of being controlled, corrected, and punished in the name of “love” has taught her that safety is a story told to other people. She’s never known kindness wrapped in warmth, never felt safe under soft lights or winter blankets, never understood what it meant to be someone’s precious girl instead of someone’s property.
Until Blake.
And when she trembles at the sound of his voice calling her good girl, she begins to wonder if love—and freedom—might finally be meant for her too.
But powerful men don’t let go of the women they’ve broken.
When Holly is dragged back to her parents’ estate to be “corrected,” Blake is driven by a need he can’t bury anymore—and he won’t stop until she’s safe in his arms again.
Because Holly isn’t alone.
Because she deserves a Christmas miracle.
Because he’ll burn the world before he lets another man put hands on her again.
This Christmas, two people who stopped believing in love discover the one thing worth fighting for: each other.