These men don't build bridges... They bury bodies. I've been running for ten years - fleeing my past and clawing my way toward an inescapable act of vengeance. Finally, I can taste revenge on the tip of my tongue. Then he walks into my life, cold, dark, and full of secrets. His possessive touch dilutes my thirst for retribution. His aggressive confidence obliterates my need for solitude. It's impossible not to become consumed by him... Until I find out who he really is. I fell for a criminal. A murderer. A man from the underworld who was not only sent to stop me from achieving my goal, but to end my life.