Ada is the antithesis of a happy woman.
At 27, she is a misanthropic martyr who hates everything around her. She hates her job, she hates her boss, she hates her neighbors, her town, and everyone. Her friends consider her a chain smoker, a night drinker, and an aggressive-depressive public danger. However, Iris carries a burden that no one should have to bear.
Her mother died of cancer. Her father, a gambling addict, was murdered by the Russian mafia. Her fiancé, a police inspector, killed by the same bastards. Upon learning of the loss of her future husband, she went into premature labor and lost her daughter.
Now all she has left are black tattoos, remembering all those she has lost. That, and her new dojo, where she teaches martial arts, Aikido and Kung-Fu. A dojo that, early in the morning, is infested by Russian mafia thugs, claiming that the neighborhood is theirs and requires... taxes for protection. Protection that, of course, Gaia rejects with blows.
In pain, very angry, and drunk, the last thing she expects in the wee hours of the morning at the door of her dojo, besides the chirping of crickets, is Kyle Nakamura, her teacher's son, present in town at the recent murder of his father.
The last thing Ada expected is that Kyle, that stranger at her door, would become her main reason to breathe.
Warning: A crime novel with explicit erotica, romance, passion and action, loaded with drama, adult language, explicit violence and a love so deep it can heal any wound.
