Have you ever wanted someone so intensely it felt like fire under your skin?

Yeah. Me neither.

Not until Gabriel Santos.

He walked into the wreckage of my life like he’d always belonged there—calm, controlled, and devastatingly beautiful.

I was a storm. He was stillness.
And when I shattered right in front of him, he didn’t flinch.

He looked at me like I was a masterpiece. Like I already belonged to him.

That was all it took.

One spark. One glance.
One moment I couldn’t stop reliving.

I should’ve run. I should’ve left him behind.
But I didn’t.

I couldn’t.

Instead, I kidnapped the heir to the Santos cartel.

And now?
Now, the real chaos begins.