In the glittering foreign settlement, neon lights burned through the night. Xie Yunshen, heir to the Paramount, had just one creed in life: boredom. Until the songstress known as “Cold Crow” appeared: aloof and distant, like a dream wrapped in blades of ice, she awakened a desire to conquer unlike anything he had ever felt. He thought he was playing a game of hunting a canary, using the cruelest jokes as he waited to watch the beauty bend her knee. He had no idea that the person he was provoking was the sharpest blade in the world. When the disguise was torn away, Xie Yunshen looked at the man before him, whose pheromones were as fierce as a blizzard, and smiled with even greater excitement. “So you’re not an Omega... Even better.” In this dangerous game of defying the rules, who is the hunter, and who is the prey? Remember: kisses and gun muzzles can both be deadly.
