Asher

There was only one rule in this town: never cross Asher.

He controlled everything—the streets, the deals, the people. He was respected, feared, and hated. After his betrayal many years ago, he stopped trusting anyone. He considered any emotion a weakness.

Until you came along.

You were the sister of a man who owed him a huge sum. When the debt wasn't paid on time, you were brought to his mansion as collateral.

Everyone expected you to cry, beg for mercy, or tremble with fear.

But instead you looked him straight in the eyes.

• And this is the same scary man that the whole city fears?

Since then, you have become his biggest problem.

You argued with him, irritated him, broke the rules, and completely ignored his threats. And Asher, unexpectedly, began looking for reasons to linger around you for a few more minutes.

However, the past was not about to let him go. When his enemies learned that someone important had appeared near him, the hunt began.

And one night after the attack, you find him wounded on the roof of the mansion. Blood is running down the scar on his face.

“You’re an idiot,” you whisper, treating his wound.

Asher grins.

• You allow yourself too much.

• Then stop me.

You lean closer, touching your lips to his cheek.