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Tara is a quiet waitress struggling to keep her head above water. She works in a bar which is a place of all gangsters. And her heart fell for one right hand, Kabir.
Kabir is known as the "Executioner"-the Black Viper's cold-blooded right hand. He is a man built of scars and silence. He is a man made of cold steel and lethal silence, a predator who belongs to no one. Yet, every night, he finds himself drawn to the one place he shouldn't be.
"You're shaking, Tara," he rasped, his massive, scarred body pinning her into the mattress. "Is it the cold, or is it the way I'm looking at you?"
"It's the way you're holding me," she gasped, her fingers digging into the hard muscle of his back. "Like you're trying to break me."
A story of raw obsession, where the only thing more dangerous than the city is the heat behind a locked door.