So… my Queer heart took the wheel.
I was supposed to be writing something else. Something straight(ish). Something with… men. But then BAM …. sapphic chaos. A cute waitress. A suit-wrapped crime boss. Lust. Betrayal. Trauma. Lingerie.
I got distracted. Okay?…. By women.
This wasn’t the plan. But it’s hot, it’s unhinged, and it might just be the most deliciously dangerous thing I’ve ever written.
If you’re here for dark romance, morally questionable sapphic vibes, and bad decisions in Y2K outfits—welcome.
You’re going to love her.