In a society of unpredictability, greed, and crime, several individuals were thrust into a world of money, sex, and power after they were adopted by an affluent Chicago couple. However, what seems too good to be true usually is. Can they trust their allies and defend the Crowne legacy?
Him: She walked into the room like she owned it, demanding that I pay attention before she even voiced a word. When faced with the brown beauty, I almost forgot my number one rule: trust no one. It's something I remind myself daily. We all have an addiction and if I'm not careful, she'll become mine. I can't afford any distractions right now, especially when my latest obsession has secrets that can do more harm than good.
Her: He has every reason to be uncertain about me and yet, I can't help but be drawn to him in every way. How he speaks. The way he walks. The fact that all eyes are on him when he's in their presence. I can't recall a time in my life when I wasn't running from something, and not always by choice. I don't want to crave him like plenty of women already do. He's a Crowne. We'd never work. So why can't I seem to remember that fact whenever I'm near him?
Contains mature themes.