To everyone else, I look like just another struggling law student. Out here in the dry, sleepy California town of Dos Torres, I've got a job serving tables, a cheap (some would describe it as "decrepit") rental, and every day is a lesson in survival.
No one would ever know that last year, I lived in a mansion in New York, everything I wore was high-end designer, and I had everything I could ever want. And the cost of it all? Knowing that my family-my own dad-committed unspeakable crimes for everything we had.
I'm a former "mafia princess" with a debt to pay to society. No one in "the family" knows where I am or what I'm doing. And they can't ever find out.
Only now a complication has entered my already too-complicated life-and he's tall, fit, and has a boy-next-door grin that invites trouble. He has no idea who he's falling for...or that just being seen with me could get him killed.
But apparently I'm not the only one who's good at lying-because he's hiding one hell of a secret, too.
