Jax

I have been watching her. For the past six months, I have been learning her habits, routine, and disposing of those who came too close to what’s mine.

Being a two-time convicted felon doesn’t allow much room for freedom, and one more strike would land me a life in prison without parole stamp on my record.

Just one more job and I would go into hiding until the heat dies down.

She is supposed to be a piece in my plan, a disposable component that somehow wormed her way into my ice-cold heart, and in some twisted way, I fell in love.

She became everything, and the stakes are at the highest now.

I can’t lose her.

Romy

Life is great. As great as it can be when I get kidnapped in my own home with my roommate right next door.

I don’t know what I did wrong to get into this situation, but the man, albeit a little too handsome, is grouchy and scarily mean.

He leaves me in the dark, chained to a worn bed in an abandoned hospital.

He said that all I needed to do is to be a good little girl and he wouldn’t hurt me too much, they aren’t exactly comforting words for an eighteen-year-old girl.

For someone who is going to kill me after all of this is done because I saw his face, he has a strange obsession with me.

He treats me better than a prisoner, but his words and actions are rough and cruel.

It’s too confusing.