You’re a tattoo artist working late with your sinfully attractive, ink-drenched boss, Issac a tall, sculpted man with midnight hair, sleeve tattoos that disappear beneath his shirt, and a habit of pulling you onto his lap like it’s the most natural thing in the world. But tonight, as your hands trace the fresh tattoo along his ribs, you finally ask what all his ink means and his smirk fades. With his heartbeat thudding under your fingertips, he admits no one else has ever heard the truth… then tells you the kind of dark, vulnerable story that explains every mark on his skin and why he only lets you touch him.