The Devil she Saved

No one knows Javier Sanchez unless he wants them to. And most don't live long enough to want to. As the head of the Sanchez Cartel, he's built his empire on blood, silence, and fear. His body is etched with ink, each tattoo a memory, and a warning. He's never needed saving.

Until her.

Aurelia Ensley is the kind of woman Javier never believed existed. Shy. Gentle. Kind to strangers and stray animals. A woman with a pure heart. With a soft voice that calms chaos, and long blond curls that fall like sunlight down her back, and ice blue eyes that shine like diamonds or the ocean. She doesn't belong in his world.

And yet, she saved him.

Bleeding, broken, and on the run from men who wanted his empire, Javier collapsed near a hospital in the dead of night. Aurelia working a double shift at the hospital with tired eyes and an open heart found him. She didn't ask who he was. Didn't flinch at the blood or the severity of the wounds. Didn't ask any questions.

Javier watches from the shadows, guarding the woman who touched him without fear. Who saw a dying man, not a killer. And when a rival cartel finds out about the mystery girl who saved the devil himself? Javier doesn't let it slide. He tears the city apart to protect her even if she has no idea what he's doing for her. He watches her from a distance, walking to work, laughing and talking with her co workers, feeding the animals that are on the streets. She has no idea that the man she saved is the reason the city holds its breath. She has no idea he has already killed for her, that he has silenced men for her.