He already knows when she’s sleeping. This year, he’s not leaving her under someone else’s tree. Every December, Killian takes one name off the naughty list and keeps the season for himself. Bad men. Easy work. A silent night in pieces. Then he sees Willow. She’s supposed to be collateral. Chad’s pretty girlfriend. The girl in the window with the slipping sweater and the half-smile of a woman already halfway out the door. Killian came to wrap her boyfriend. He stays for her. Now the stalker has a new tradition, the kidnapping is the meet-cute, and Willow’s mouth is the only gift he didn’t plan for. Tied up. Lit up. Absolutely unholy. A filthy little holiday novella for readers who like their mistletoe with a body count, their stalkers obsessed first, and their Christmas romances carved down to the bone. He didn’t put a bow on her. He put a claim on her. And he’s keeping her through New Year’s.