The name Mr. Xuanez was enough to send chills down spines. Ruthless. Unforgiving. A ghost in the underworld, his mere presence commanded fear, his icy demeanor making him untouchable. Deals were sealed with a glance, and enemies were buried with a whisper. No one dared to challenge him. Until her. She smelled of cinnamon and fresh bread, of warmth he hadn't known in years. But beneath the sugar-coated sweetness was something sharper-a bite that rivaled his own. She wasn't afraid of him. Worse, she refused to back down.

Their obsession ran so deep that even the briefest separation felt like agony. **** Ricci Altagracia & Sylvienne Ferare