Lorenzo: Chicago Ruthless

Grief is the price we pay for love.... A promise I kept until her.... She sauntered into my life wearing a dress the color of sunshine and with nothing else but an old Mustang and a smile. Beaten and bruised and seeking refuge behind my family’s walls. But I’m no white knight looking for redemption, and she’s sure no damsel in distress. She’s annoying as hell. With no filter and an eternally sunny disposition. She says whatever’s on her mind, no matter how poorly judged it might be. She’s everything I don’t want. But she might just be everything I need. And I don’t know how much longer I can resist her sweet smile and her sinful curves.... Because there’s only so long you can stand in the sun before giving in to its heat.