There's a fire that burns hotter than normal; a fire that travels from fingertips to skin, lips on lips, lips on skin, bare skin on bare skin. 

Everything comes with a price and the price of love must also have it's weights in gold.

But how long and how far will a man go to own a woman that clouds his mind, and his heart. Jason has never been told no before and he'll do anything even hold the heavens up and freeze hell over just to keep his fire close to his cold heart.

A clash between a fiery personality and ice cold one is bound to produce steamy romance.

Guns and Love

The mob entered the room and stood in an arc around the stairs.

Pérez held Velda's hand as he helped her down the stairs.

She was dressed formally in a black silk looking gown, it clung to her body accenting her curves, a small v cut showed the swells of her breasts and the slit that reached her knee showed her well developed thigh.

"Sexy" the mob clapped alongside me.

A man stood next to Jason quietly, he bowed to Jason and said something.

Jason eyes sought me in the crowd, they held mine.

I climbed up the stairs under watchful eyes.

"My Lady, please this way" he bowed to me too and started walking, waiting a few steps away to see if I was following.

I followed him to a room, a full length black couture two pieces deep v neck gown was dressed on a mannequin.

"Am I wearing that? Isn't tonight question and answer night? Is this a formal or informal event"

Chapter 43