Reformed

<p><em>A killer. An innocent. Guess who's more dangerous?</em></p><p> </p><p><em>Alessandro</em></p><p>I don't do relationships. I take who I want discard who bores me and move on without looking back. It's worked perfectly until I walk into a little vintage shop and see her-Jane with her shy smile and gentle hands.</p><p>She's nothing like the polished women who throw themselves at me. She's soft where they're sharp innocent where they're calculating. Sweet as a buttercup and twice as fragile.</p><p>Maybe that's why I have to have her. Not that she'll ever tame the monster in me.</p><p><em> </em></p><p><em>Jane</em></p><p>I'm the human equivalent of wallpaper-easily ignored completely forgettable. So when Alessandro Agostino walks into my shop like every dark fantasy I've ever had I'm certain he's lost.</p><p>Then he asks me out.</p><p>One date becomes two. Then I'm falling-harder and faster than I ever believed possible. Until I discover what he really is-a killer with blood on his hands and darkness in his soul.</p><p>I should run. Instead I'm going to become someone his world can't break.</p><p>Watch out Alessandro. This buttercup has thorns.</p><p><em>The sweetest flowers can draw the most blood.</em></p>