If there was one thing I knew for sure, it was that good guys finished last. But smart women? We finished on top. It made for a quick climax and an even quicker escape. Especially when you left ¿em zip tied to the headboard with a wink and a wave of the middle finger. Mine wasn't a love story. It was a cautionary tale. A field guide for exactly what not to do if you ever found yourself in my size six riding shoes. A reminder in case you needed another reason you sure as f*ck shouldn't fall for the bad boy who promised you the world and left you with a bullet in your skull instead. Or the glorified bodyguard who thought catching a knife to a gut meant he deserved a ring. And how to not use sex and adrenaline to cope with either. Both? Yup, my life wasn't just complicated. It was f*cked. And so was the pretty boy with the green eyes and the greener complexion. The same one with a limp in his step and a slightly tender set of balls because he was dumb enough to stand between me and my next paycheck. Which left me to wonder how the dumb f*ck still thought I was girlfriend material. Someone was about to learn a hard lesson. I could only hope that someone wasn't me... *This is a full-length, enemies-to-lovers, forbidden, dark, standalone romance written in first-person dual POV. Think modern Romeo and Juliet with a dark, comedic twist. *Trigger Warning: Please check the full list at the beginning of the book. Recommended for readers 18 and older. If you have any concerns as a reader, please reach out to the author directly. This book has a contemporary setting; however, there are strong themes involving the criminal underground.