Juniper Perlin - or Junie, as everyone calls her - ruled the halls since elementary school. Loud, bold, unbothered. Ezra Harrison? Quiet. Calculated. Never without a book and never without something smart to say. In middle school, they couldn't stand each other - and honestly, that might be putting it lightly. Junie used to make his life hell. Ezra never forgot. But high school changes people. And when senior Ezra ends up tutoring junior Junie in Algebra and Biology, the old tension turns into something new. Something intense. Something neither of them were ready for. From whispered apologies to secret smiles in art class, to truck rides, late-night study sessions, and a kiss that shifted everything - their story unfolds in slow, soft moments.

Esmeray was raised in a shitty orphanage and she didn't attend college. She started working at the age of eighteen. She rented the cheapest apartment she could afford but after a while, she start struggling with her rent because of her salary. She switched jobs a lot over the years being a bartender, a cashier, a dog-walker, and a babysitter. Since she didn't have the education for a good job she settled for a waitress job at a local burger shop. Her life changed once she was kidnapped by Velda and forced to marry Steele. Steele Perez, mob boss of a ruthless gang. While the heartless Don falls for a broken woman? Please check the warnings before proceeding

"What is your name?" I asked, staring into her doe-like eyes. Almost immediately her face twisted in horror. Her eyes switched back and forth frantically like an exit would suddenly appear out of thin air. The sides of her lips turned downward like it was taking everything in her not to burst into a sob. Sure, she was scared--that much was expected-- but I could see the anger. I could see she was furious with me. Interesting. I thought to myself. As much as I wanted to explore how far I could push her until she retaliated; time was of the essence right now. I was staring at an unrecognizable girl. A mistake like this will get a lot of people killed. "I asked you a fucking question, didn't I? I don't like repeating myself." I growled as I grabbed her small face in my hand, making her eye shut in pain. "Harley. Harley Anderson," she spat softly like an angered kitten. Harley. I let her name roll over my tongue for a while. Every second that passed made my vision go black with anger. I looked away from her face before releasing the hold I had on her. I felt my jaw clench in anger and my fist flex in readiness as I stared off in the distance, trying to control my anger from making me lash out. However, I couldn't control myself. She is the wrong girl. We have the wrong girl. ------------ Harley Anderson was an average girl with an almost too simple life before being taken by the biggest cartel in New Mexico right in front of her best friend, Avery. Xander Sanchez, the leader of the Riot cartel has nothing else on his agenda besides making his ex-business partner pay for his wrongdoings. What happens when Avery is the center of the operation, but it all goes wrong, and now Harley finds herself in a situation she never dreamed of? What happens when Harley is taken and forced to work under the boss? Will Harley be able to survive working under this ruthless man? What happens when the boss finds himself falling for the girl he least expected to capture his heart?