"We're a mess" she whispers, lifting her head up so that her eyes can meet with mine "An undeniable, beautifully chaotic, mess" i correct her smiling into her lips. Isla is a fearless and a dangerous person to cross and has no issue with murder or torture: in fact it's her favourite. Harry is well known and undefeated, and has a habit of making enemies along the way. But what happens when the same necklace with two different meanings bring these two people in rivalry gangs closer and closer? Even when it's against all rules?