A fatal mistake. A desperate escape. A violent protector.
When she came to me for help, bloodied and trembling, I should have known danger was on her heels.
She’d seen something she shouldn’t have. It had been an innocent mistake, but then everything about her was innocent. Penny’s path had never left the straight and narrow. Mine was littered with violence and murder, and she hated me for it.
I’m reluctant to help given the bad blood between us. I’m her enemy, not her saviour. But in the end I bring her with me—and the longer we travel for, the more I realise how alone she is in this world. How vulnerable. How…beautiful.
I don’t know when I started to like her. I don’t know when this became personal. I don’t know when she became this obsession, but I’m powerless to stop it now.
All I know is they’re coming for her, and anyone who tries to take her from me will die screaming.
💚 Enemies to lovers
✨ Forced proximity
💚 Road trip
✨ Innocent heroine × dangerous hero
💚 One bed
✨ Slow burn
