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Fresh off the firestorm of desire that brought them together in Interracial Fire and City of Fire, Alyssa Martin and Darius Kingston are finally in sync—living together, building careers, waking up tangled in love and sheets. But beneath the comfort of their new routine, something is smoldering.

Alyssa Martin left everything behind—her hometown, her safe life, and a perfectly planned future—for a chance at something real. After a whirlwind spark on a cross-country train and an unforgettable night in New Orleans, she’s ready to see where passion leads. That path takes her to Los Angeles—and to Darius Kingston.

Men like us, we see things. We do things, things that make us unfeeling. That’s the price of power and money, of living la belle vie and running the French mafia. Then she came along like a pretty wildflower pushing through the cracks on a dirty pavement - fragile yet resilient, a breath of beauty among the filth. She was supposed to be just another job, a nameless person I was to pluck from her life and hand to my brother, nothing but a pawn in the gamble of our diamond business.

When Alyssa Martin boards a train to escape her old life, the last thing she expects is to meet a man who sets her world on fire. Darius, a soulful music producer with a quiet intensity, is also on the run—from pressure, from expectations, and maybe even from himself. What starts as a casual conversation between two strangers becomes something much deeper. As the train winds south toward New Orleans, Alyssa and Darius discover a connection they can’t ignore—one built on honesty, attraction, and an undeniable spark.

When Gabriel broke down my door, he took over my body and life. Never with force, but always with clever manipulation. He stripped me of my independence, my defenses, and my clothes and turned me into an addict. My addiction is him. Once, I had dreams and a future. Now, I have fears, scars, and insatiable needs. I’m damaged beyond repair, but if I’m to survive the most dangerous man in Johannesburg, I can’t allow him to break me, because broken toys are destined for the garbage dump.

Girls like me, we know how to survive. We each have our own little ways, but we acquire those skills at the same tender age. If you ask me how many times a person can die, I’ll tell you many times. As many times as a man stabs you in the stomach with betrayal and wrings out your heart with lies. Girls like me, we live. We don’t get a choice. We step over the cliff and fall. Eat, sleep, die, and repeat.