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.

I loved him, and there were times he loved me too. When the cameras were off and the lights were low, Lando Norris really did love me. I have to believe that otherwise what else do I have to hold on to? - Evelyn Verstappen was the younger sister of World Champion, Max Verstappen and widely known for it across the grid. Lando Norris was the biggest competitor and rival to defend the World Champion against winning another title and the Verstappen family hated him because of it. They deemed him cocky, unprofessional, a bad sportsman and a cheat and the topic of nearly every family dinner. Unfortunately, Evelyn felt very differently about Lando than the rest of her family. -------------------------- I watched you for so long that season. I watched you when I knew nobody else was looking and I watched you when I knew I'd be caught. But I couldn't help it. You were, in every aspect of the word, our rival. My brothers biggest competitor. My teams largest pain the arse. And there was a time there, a very short amount of time, that I thought I had you. I must of had you. Right? I didn't imagine it? The touches, the whispered words, the stolen glances. They happened. They were real? Weren't they? You said you loved me, and I believed you. But did you mean them for me? Or was it just a strategy to get ahead in the game? But I know I'm not crazy, I didn't imagine the feelings I felt, I didn't imagine the electricity. You loved me, even if only for a moment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ALL EVENTS AND PEOPLE IN THIS STORY ARE FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY AND I MEAN NO OFFENCE TO THE REAL MEMBERS OF THE VERSTAPPEN AND NORRIS FAMILY. THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE COMPLETELY FICTIONAL AND THEIR ACTIONS AND PERSONALITIES ARE FOR NARRATIVE PURPOSES ONLY --------------------------- * sexual content * mature themes * course language

Я думала, у меня получилось: начать жизнь с чистого листа, срывая маску той, кем я не являлась. Взять в руки свою судьбу, исполнить задуманное, но весь мой контроль рухнул после встречи с ним... Дезмонд - холодный ирландец, чья жизнь расписана по минутам: карьера, жена - благочестивая девица, которую одобрит семья, и "высшее общество". Ложь. Мы оба были обречены лгать всему миру, находя в общей ненависти нечто искреннее. То, чего я и он остерегались, то, что не принимали, лишь ярче разжигая пламя страсти. Я смотрела в его глаза - ледяные айсберги - моля об одном: солги мне, Дезмонд, что бы то ни было... солги. Третья книга из серии "Исповедь Чикаго"