The Inquisitor's Pet: A Cage of Silver and Sins

“Blurb: "Kneel," he whispered. "And I might just let you live." Lillian was a witch destined for the stake. Linus Vane was the High Inquisitor who lit the fires. He should have killed her. The law demanded it. The Church expected it. Instead, he did the unthinkable. He brought her home. Now, Lillian is no longer a fugitive running in the rain. She is a prisoner in Linus's cold, pristine penthouse. She wears his clothes. She sleeps in his room. And around her neck, she wears a collar of cold iron-a constant reminder that she belongs to him. Linus calls it "protective custody." Lillian calls it a gilded cage. He controls her every move. He forbids her from leaving his sight. But as the city burns and enemies close in, Lillian realizes the terrifying truth: The man who holds her leash is the only monster strong enough to keep her safe. And he doesn't intend to ever let her go.”