Ruby and Eyes, two best friends from Amsterdam, have always been inseparable, their bond rooted in shared ambition and a disire to chase something greater than the life they knew. Both men grew up surrounded by the vibrant artistic culture of Amsterdam. Ruby, a gifted hairstylist with a passion for creating unigue and trasformative looks, and Eyes, a talanted make-up artist who can craft beauty and emotion with every stroke of his brush. Together they've always dreamed of taking their talents to the world stage believing that with each other support, there's nothing they cant achieve.
However the new city brings more then just excitement, it also brings unexpected encouters. Ruby and Eyes soon find themselves crossing paths with two powerful brothers, Micah and Silas, whose names are well known in both the underground world and the high-fasion industry, their lives mix of allure, mystery, and unspoken power. Micah, the older brother, carries a quiet intensity, his presence alone command attention and resprect. Silas, the younger one, is more impulsive, his charisma both magnatic and unpredictable.
Through moments of passion, heartbreak, and berayal, Ruby and Eyes must rely on each other to stay grounded. Their friendship, tested by the trails they face, is the ancor that keeps them going when the world around them becomes chaotic. Together, they will discover that chasing their dreams isn't just about the success they achieve. It's about the bonds they create and the love they choose to fight for.
No matter the obstacles that lie ahead, Ruby and Eyes are determined to face their future together, hand in hand. The journey to their dreams- and prehaps love is uncertain, but they know that with each other, they can overcome anything. Whether they find success in their careers, or love with Micah and Silas, one thing is clear: this journey is one they will walk together.
"What is your name?" I asked, staring into her doe-like eyes. Almost immediately her face twisted in horror. Her eyes switched back and forth frantically like an exit would suddenly appear out of thin air. The sides of her lips turned downward like it was taking everything in her not to burst into a sob. Sure, she was scared--that much was expected-- but I could see the anger. I could see she was furious with me. Interesting. I thought to myself. As much as I wanted to explore how far I could push her until she retaliated; time was of the essence right now. I was staring at an unrecognizable girl. A mistake like this will get a lot of people killed.
"I asked you a fucking question, didn't I? I don't like repeating myself." I growled as I grabbed her small face in my hand, making her eye shut in pain.
"Harley. Harley Anderson," she spat softly like an angered kitten. Harley. I let her name roll over my tongue for a while. Every second that passed made my vision go black with anger. I looked away from her face before releasing the hold I had on her. I felt my jaw clench in anger and my fist flex in readiness as I stared off in the distance, trying to control my anger from making me lash out. However, I couldn't control myself. She is the wrong girl. We have the wrong girl.
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Harley Anderson was an average girl with an almost too simple life before being taken by the biggest cartel in New Mexico right in front of her best friend, Avery. Xander Sanchez, the leader of the Riot cartel has nothing else on his agenda besides making his ex-business partner pay for his wrongdoings. What happens when Avery is the center of the operation, but it all goes wrong, and now Harley finds herself in a situation she never dreamed of? What happens when Harley is taken and forced to work under the boss? Will Harley be able to survive working under this ruthless man? What happens when the boss finds himself falling for the girl he least expected to capture his heart?