Jade left Australia to chase freedom, not trouble. London was supposed to be her clean slate - marketing job, cozy flat, quiet independence. Then she collided with Tom.
Sharp suits, tattoos curling beneath the fabric, eyes that miss nothing. He's smooth with her, almost tender, the kind of man who opens doors and listens like every word is sacred. But whispers trail him wherever he goes. Cuts on his knuckles. Men who step aside when he enters a room. The sort of wealth that doesn't come without shadows.
Tom makes her feel alive, cherished, seen in a way she never has before. Yet beneath his gentleman charm lingers something darker - a world she swore she'd never step into.
She should walk away.
But with him, danger has never looked so irresistible.
He lightly brushed his fingers over her soft lips. He smiled when he glanced over and noticed the small bouquet of flowers she had brought for him. He sat up slightly on the hospital bed, wincing in pain, and laid one of his many blankets over her sleeping body. She sighed in her sleep and cuddled the blanket.
Kai watched her, with hopes that he would soon replace the blanket.
He wasn't that scared little boy anymore. And he wouldn't let Emily slip away from him like so many times before.