Misted

She’s his deadly obsession. He’s her dark secret.

Mist:
Our secret tore us apart turned us into enemies.
He doesn’t know that I’m keeping a bigger secret from him.
So when he returns demanding to rule the mafia business with me, I fight back.
We can’t coexist when there’s so much blood between us. Or so I tell myself as I fall harder and deeper for him all over again.
I need to stop before the blood on my hands destroys us.

Hawk:
She thinks I don’t know.
She thinks she can hide just because I left her alone for fifteen years.
See, I never left.
I’ve been watching, scheming, and calculating until the right moment to strike.
I’m done lurking in the shadows.
Our secret isn’t scary. I am.