Enzo slammed the door shut, keeping his palm firmly against it, resting it beside my head. I looked at him with wide eyes, feeling my heart race as footsteps were racing up the stairs, getting closer and closer. He simply smirked. "Enzo! You come out here right now, you're making us look shame!" His mom yelled, frantically knocking against the door. "Enzo, your mom-" "My mother is not in control of my love life. I am... and I want you," he quickly interrupted, cupping my cheeks and taking a step closer. "I will always choose you, Vera. Today and every single day after that." Frantic knocking on the bathroom door made my head whip around, but Enzo instantly turned my gaze back to him with a hand cupping the right side of my neck. He was so determined, and I could tell all that just from the look in his eyes. I don't know what was different this time go round, but this kiss took my breath away. If it weren't for him holding on to me, I would've already fallen to the floor. "You'll get in so much trouble," I whispered, watching the corner of his lips curl upward. "For you... I'd do it all over again to see that beautiful smile of yours."

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.