To Love and Die (18+)

His hands navigated their way to her body, in a flash her shirt was gone and she was bare for him to consume. With his eyes, hands, and tongue he would have her like she was his final chance at sustenance. She wasn't into art and she was sure that Da Vinci had other intentions when he created "The Last Supper", but the way Julian looked at her was the equivalent to what Sir Leonardo must have felt when he finished that masterpiece.

But she couldn't feel this way, not for him. Especially after he just confessed to being the reason her parents are dead. He was a killer and she could not have sex with a murderer, right?

There are people in this world who fight to live, and others who live to fight.

Melicia was the latter, but only after the infamous La Paz cartel stripped away both of her parents. At only ten years old she had already witnessed a loss like no other. Cartel soldiers gunned down her mother and father, mid-day.

Now she is older and revenge is the only true goal she has had since she could remember. But it's not easy killing the biggest drug lord on the western hemisphere, and certainly not so when she finds herself falling for his right-hand man.

*Warning*

This story is meant for mature audiences as it contains detailed depictions of death, drug abuse, and sex.