I Picked Up A Stray Kingpin

I should’ve run.

When the blood-soaked man collapsed on me in that alley, I should’ve screamed. Called the cops. Bolted.

But I didn’t. I can't even say why. He threatened me yet I dragged him home. I disinfected his wounds. I let him stay, hoping he'd leave me alone but he didn't.



And now?

Now the devil sleeps on my couch, cooks me breakfast, and kisses like sin itself.



He says his name is Kieran. Says he’s hiding. Says he won’t hurt me... unless I give him a reason.

But the men hunting him aren’t just thugs. They’re ghosts in tailored suits and bloody silk gloves. Politicians. Kingmakers. Killers.



And he’s not just some criminal.

He’s the Kingpin. The one they whisper about when the lights go out. The one they’ve been trying to erase.



I was just a miserable office girl with a boyfriend that was both a green and red flag, a family who barely registered my presence unless to mock me or demand for money and a life going nowhere.



Now I’m in the crossfire of empires.



My name is Kina.

And I think I’ve fallen in love with the last man on earth who deserves it.



But love won’t save us.

Only war will.





Other title: I Picked Up A Stray Crime-Lord