He came to punish me. I begged him not to stop.Leah Brennan is on the Naughty List. Definitely. She embezzled the money. She slept with the married coworker. She lied to her mother. She expected karma to catch up with her eventually. She didn’t expect it to break into the parking garage and drag her into the shadows.Enter Krampus. He is seven feet of midnight fur, obsidian horns, and ancient, brooding heat. He is the reckoning Leah has been avoiding, and he has taken her to his mountain lair to teach her a lesson in consequences. But the old scare tactics don’t work on a woman who is already dead inside. And as the firelight flickers off the silver chains slung low across his hips, Leah’s fear turns into something far more dangerous. This is a high-heat, steamy monster romance short story intended for mature audiences.