Colecion Outlaw has survival figured out. She built her business from nothing, keeps her circle small, and stopped expecting people to stay a long time ago. Love isn't something she's against, she just knows better than to build anything on a foundation that can walk out the door. She wants to be chosen. Genuinely, deliberately chosen. She's just never met anyone who made her believe they meant it.

Then, one night in a basement, everything changes.

Lesley Grimson takes over his family’s empire, and from across a crowded dining room, he sees her. Smells her. When the night goes sideways and she ends up somewhere she shouldn't be, witnessing something she can’t unsee, he doesn't see a problem.

He sees an opportunity.

Marriage is his solution. Practical, clean, airtight. She gets protection. He gets her silence. That’s what he tells everyone, including himself. What he doesn’t say is that he’d already made up his mind about Colecion Outlaw before the ink dried on anything.

What follows is a woman waiting for the other shoe to drop and a man determined to prove he's not going anywhere. A forced arrangement becoming the one thing neither of them knew how to ask for. Survival turning into something neither of them planned on.

Love.