Aamani Lalowa was born in the shadows of New Orleans. A gorgeous woman who fought her way out of violence and abandonment to become one of Manhattan's most promising prosecutors. Archie Walker was born into New York power. Old money, elite education, and a reputation as the city's most feared criminal defense attorney. Charming in public. Psychologically unhinged in private. A master manipulator. Their lives collide in one of the most televised, nationally explosive cases New York has ever seen, and the clash sparks something far darker than rivalry. A dangerous attraction. Twisted interest. But only on one side. Because while Aamani tries to keep her distance, Archie becomes intensely-dangerously-obsessed. An infatuation that evolves into a dark romance with no intention of ever letting her go. Not in this life. Not in any. He is not a good man. And when Aamani realizes she has crossed her moral lines and fallen directly into his trap, she faces a truth far more terrifying than the case itself: Archie Walker doesn't want justice. He wants her. Completely. Possessively. Surviving him may cost her everything-even her life. • ᴀ ᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ-ʜᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍꜱ, ᴄᴏɴꜱᴜᴍᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴏʏꜱ.

Mercy Leigh Hollis knows how to be good. She's been good her whole life- Soft-spoken. Skirt-wearing. Heaven-fearing. Taught to keep her legs closed and her prayers louder than her thoughts. But one wrong moment puts a man with blood on his hands in her life-and suddenly, "good" doesn't feel like enough. He's older. Meaner. Doesn't flinch at sin. And he sees right through her lace and Sunday dresses. She wasn't supposed to want him. She wasn't supposed to like the way his voice sounded when it said her name. She wasn't supposed to open the door when the devil knocked- But here she is. Askin' to be taught. And he's more than willin' to ruin her the slow way. This isn't a redemption arc. It's a fall from grace with eye contact

Sofia Devlin paints grief like it's personal. Because it is. She doesn't forgive, doesn't forget, and definitely doesn't fall back into old patterns, until Luca Verón shows up at her door like he was never gone. He left without a goodbye. Now he's back with secrets he still won't say out loud, and hands that remember too much. But some stories don't need apologies. They just need to be touched the right way to come undone. This isn't a second chance. It's the aftershock of everything they never said.

"𝘛𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮."