She isn’t lost… she was stolen. Toya West, a teenage mother’s worst nightmare
in human form. Paris and Trayvon Stokes are just kids when their newborn daughter is
taken from them, vanishing without a trace. Years later, she’s dropped back into their
lives, not as the baby they lost but as a grown woman named Asia, carrying secrets,
scars, and shadows. Raised in survival, not love, Asia’s world is a maze of blurred
loyalty, stolen identity, and deadly entanglements. From the streets to the strip clubs,
from stolen childhoods to locked doors and whispered threats, Asia’s life is a ticking
time bomb and the past she thought she escaped is coming back for her. Kobe isn’t just
some buttoned-up therapist; he is fine, focused, and fighting demons of his own. But
when Asia walks into his office with trauma in her eyes and danger trailing behind her,
something shifts. She is broken in all the wrong ways… and beautiful in every one of
them. He is supposed to fix her, not fall for her. But the way she looks at him, the way
his name rolls off her lips, the way their energy clashes like thunder and slow burns like
fire, it is too real to resist. Now, every touch feels like a sin, every glance a warning.
She’s running from killers and ghosts. He’s risking everything to save her. And love?
Love might be the deadliest thing they ever felt. Lorenzo Menonzo, an unhinged crime
boss with a twisted grip on Asia’s mind and body. Their love is chaos, laced with
obsession, violence, and control. One minute he’s holding her close, the next he’s
holding her hostage in her own skin. With every kiss comes a threat. Every night, a
gamble. She never knows if she will wake up to roses… or regret. Now, sitting across
from Dr. Kobe Williams, unraveling a life of trauma, betrayal, and manipulation, Asia is
searching for the truth: where did her life go wrong and can it ever be made right? From
the daughter of grieving teenagers… to the side piece of a violent mob boss… to
something far stranger than anyone imagines… this isn’t just a story. It’s a haunting.
Genre: Mystery
in human form. Paris and Trayvon Stokes are just kids when their newborn daughter is
taken from them, vanishing without a trace. Years later, she’s dropped back into their
lives, not as the baby they lost but as a grown woman named Asia, carrying secrets,
scars, and shadows. Raised in survival, not love, Asia’s world is a maze of blurred
loyalty, stolen identity, and deadly entanglements. From the streets to the strip clubs,
from stolen childhoods to locked doors and whispered threats, Asia’s life is a ticking
time bomb and the past she thought she escaped is coming back for her. Kobe isn’t just
some buttoned-up therapist; he is fine, focused, and fighting demons of his own. But
when Asia walks into his office with trauma in her eyes and danger trailing behind her,
something shifts. She is broken in all the wrong ways… and beautiful in every one of
them. He is supposed to fix her, not fall for her. But the way she looks at him, the way
his name rolls off her lips, the way their energy clashes like thunder and slow burns like
fire, it is too real to resist. Now, every touch feels like a sin, every glance a warning.
She’s running from killers and ghosts. He’s risking everything to save her. And love?
Love might be the deadliest thing they ever felt. Lorenzo Menonzo, an unhinged crime
boss with a twisted grip on Asia’s mind and body. Their love is chaos, laced with
obsession, violence, and control. One minute he’s holding her close, the next he’s
holding her hostage in her own skin. With every kiss comes a threat. Every night, a
gamble. She never knows if she will wake up to roses… or regret. Now, sitting across
from Dr. Kobe Williams, unraveling a life of trauma, betrayal, and manipulation, Asia is
searching for the truth: where did her life go wrong and can it ever be made right? From
the daughter of grieving teenagers… to the side piece of a violent mob boss… to
something far stranger than anyone imagines… this isn’t just a story. It’s a haunting.
Genre: Mystery
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