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"Enforcers?"
"No." Silco said softly, a dark shadow crossing his face. "Something else. A ghost in a mask. The ones that were intercepting shipments across the sump."
Jinx thinks she's in complete control. Living under the dark, suffocating wing of Silco-the man who claimed her, shaped her, and twisted her devotion into a delicate, dangerous cage. She spends her nights guarding his empire. She's the ultimate weapon, untamed and untouchable.
Until, him.
A silent phantom stalking her through the smog-choked streets of the Undercity, a masked leader who bypasses her deadliest traps. She doesn't know who he is, and he isn't playing by Silco's rules. What begins as a deadly cat-and-mouse hunt quickly spiral into a toxic, slow-burn obsession where the line between hatred and love completely vanishes.
He wants to break her free. She wants to tear him apart. But when masked obsession turns into raw, unforgiving possession, they have to confront the truth.
Some souls were born to burn together.
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