It starts with a mugging, and ends with me being saved by the love of my life.
In short, my uncle died and left me everything—which is to say a barely surviving pub with no staff and thousands of dollars' worth of repairs I can't afford. It also seemed to come with some strange men, dressed in black, who won't tell me what they're looking for—or why they seem so interested in who I am.
But when the tall stranger who walked with a cane and talked with an accent literally saved my life, things got a bit more...interesting.
And a lot more complicated.
I've lived in the city long enough to know some secrets are best left buried, but the longer Alonso is around, the harder I fall for those dark eyes and jagged scars. I want to believe that the past is the past, but is there a future with a man who won't let me in? And if he does open up, will I be able to accept who he was, and everything he's done?