I never thought that playing with my nephew behind my own house would drag me into witnessing one of the biggest drug deals in the history of Sialkot. I almost made it to the house without being noticed, atleast that's what I thought. I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach as I was pulled to a hard chest with a strong grip on my waist. All I remember before darkness enveloped me was hearing a dangerously low and husky voice saying, "You're MINE, Mehru". Little did I know that this day would lead to my life turning upside down.

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

Society groups rule each province in this world, the fight for power and control is endless. And of course, for power, you can't just sit and play by the rules. It's dirty all work, work that is thrown to the underlings to accomplish, while the leaders go and cover it up.