Milo's gift is simple and merciless: he reads what a body hides.

The fighter who needs to lose. The watcher who can't cross his own doorway. The brat whose every dare is a question. In a palace that rebuilds itself around desire, Milo is the man who sees what every man in the palace was made for, and gives it to him.

But weeks of reading other men have left marks of their own. An interrogator's truth he can't put down. A hum in his chest that answers another man's. And a quiet word from the palace matchmaker: what Milo is building isn't a collection. It's a constellation.

This is the fourth book in Milo's Collection. By now the palace has stopped pretending it's anything but a place that gives men exactly what they need, and what Milo needs has quietly outgrown a bedroom. There's no betrayal here and no cruelty, only a houseful of people learning to want each other without flinching, and a story that doesn't look away when they do. Intended for adult readers.