Onlynicetoher Stories

The flight from Florence was delayed forty minutes. To Naomi Adler it felt like a sign. Not a bad sign. Just a sign that the universe had a sense of humor, it was toying with her; after two and a half years of planning this exact moment, it was going to make her sit in a plastic airport chair and sit on her own nerves for a little longer. She pulled her knees to her chest and watched as the departure board flickered, it was haunting her-truly. Florence to Miami. Delayed. 9:45 PM. "Okay," she whispered to herself, maybe a bit too loud judging by the few people who turned their heads. "Okay. You can do this." She was saying that a lot lately. The thing about growing up with Kaiden Mercer was that it had never felt like a choice. It felt like... she didn't know how to describe it; other than something that just was, fundamental and constant, like the kind of thing that you only noticed when it's already gone.

Lorenzo, a man with a reputation that sends shivers down the spines of those who know him, is known for his stoic demeanor and brutal efficiency. He commands respect within the criminal underworld, his name whispered in hushed tones. Deep down, however, there lies a heart burdened by the weight of his choices. Victoria, on the other hand, exudes an infectious zest for life despite her troubling circumstances. Her spirit remains unbroken despite the emotional and physical abuse she endures from her current partner, a powerful and controlling figure within the city's criminal hierarchy. She dreams of breaking free from the suffocating clutches of her oppressor, yearning for a life bathed in the warmth of sunlight. Their paths converge on a fateful night when Lorenzo finds himself reluctantly tasked with eliminating a rival gang member, unaware that Victoria is unwittingly caught up in the dangerous world he inhabits. Their first encounter is fraught with tension and misunderstanding, as Lorenzo's gruff exterior clashes with Victoria's resilient spirit.