Willow Taylor lives in a castle with large walls and iron fences. It’s called Heartstone Psychiatric Hospital and it houses forty other patients. It has nurses with mean faces and techs with permanent frowns. It has a man, as well. A man who is cold and distant. Whose voice drips with authority.

Dr. Leo Chastain is a mouthwatering distraction. For that reason alone, I'm inclined to play his game. He doesn't know I'm incapable of emotions that come naturally to others... I might be a sociopath. I warned him my kind of broken can't be fixed. That the harder he pushes, the harder I'll push back.

The nightmares find me. They steal my breath, slowly suffocating me. I’m scared. I want it to stop. He’s supposed to help me. Instead, he evokes something forbidden. I know I should run. But I can’t. I’ve made my choice. I want him. There's only one problem... He's my therapist.

A dark and twisted maze awaits criminal psychologist London Noble when she falls for her patient, convicted serial killer, Grayson Pierce Sullivan. As she unravels the traps, her sanity tested with each game, she's forced to acknowledge the true evil in the world around her.

She an out of control celebutante with 72 hours to prove she's sane. He's a therapist with three days to analyze her without falling in love. Her life is exactly the way she wants it, but it's killing her. His life is exactly how he planned it, and he's dying inside.