*HEALING IN YOUR ARMS*

June Monroe had everything. A last name, a trust fund, a mansion.
And no one who actually loved her.

Orphaned at 16, raised by an uncle who only saw her as a bank balance, she learned to survive alone - with her sketchbook and midnight paintings.

Until the night she bumped into a stranger in Central Park.

Tall. Handsome. Golden dark brown eyes. Rude.
"Are you blind?" she snapped.
"You called me blind," he shot back.

She thought she'd never see him again.

She was wrong.

At 2:17 AM, he came to take her. Hired by her own uncle.
*Asher.* 24. Broken, broke, and dangerous to everyone but her.

He was supposed to make her disappear.
Instead, he made her soup. Remembered how she liked her tea. Sat on the floor when she had nightmares. And fought with her over blankets.

Enemies. Kidnapper and kidnapped.
But somewhere between the cute fights and the quiet nights, something shifted.

It was hate at first bump. Love at first sight.
He fell for the girl who just wanted to be seen.
She fell for the boy who was the first to truly see her.

He was the boy who stole her.
But he was also the first person who made her feel safe.

In a cabin far from the world, two lonely souls found healing.
In each other's arms.

_A soft dark romance about enemies to lovers, accidental first meetings, and a love that heals everything it touches._