The Deity of Death by Lena Little

Virgins and Villains~ because ~ Sometimes the villain gets the girl

Head of Security and Advisor to one of the most important men in the country. Those titles don’t look too bad on my business card.
But they become meaningless when I set up a deal with a petroleum magnate from the West. It’s supposed to be simple. She marries the boss’ son, her father signs some papers, and we all walk away with boatloads of cash and more power than anyone should have.
The plan goes to shit the second I set eyes on Melina Remington, my life spinning out in glorious chaos.
She’s bubbly. Innocent. Gorgeous. Perfect!
More importantly, she’s mine. I don’t give a flying f*ck if she’s supposed to marry someone else. The moment it becomes clear to both of us that she wants this as badly as I do, then I stake my claim.
And here’s the thing about me—I protect what I own, and I don’t share.