"Fierce, Sassy, Intelligent, and HIS Lara"
Lara was born into chaos. The daughter of one of the world's deadliest mafias, she was fierce, untamed, and reckless-everything Tyson despised. A silent, ruthless heir to a criminal empire, Tyson had built his power on control and fear, and no one dared challenge him-until Lara.
She was a storm, mocking him, defying him at every turn. Her sharp tongue, her defiant gaze-they enraged him, pulled him in, and made his blood burn with a need he couldn't fight. She pushed him to the edge, and Tyson hated it. But deep down, that hatred was a thin veil over something darker, something he couldn't control.
The more she resisted him, the more he wanted to break her. Possess her. Own her. She thought she could make him crack, but what she didn't realize was that Tyson never lost.
And Lara? She hated him just as much. But the deeper their rivalry went, the clearer it became: he wasn't just a man to fear. He was a man she couldn't escape.
In a world where weakness gets you killed, neither of them would walk away unscathed. Tyson wasn't just angry at her. He was obsessed. And that kind of desire? It was a dangerous game.