From the balcony that overlooked the infinity pool you could see the outstretched portion of sand that led to the pristine water. The breathtaking blue was just one of the pieces of the guarded estate that you loved.

Your builder cage shouldn’t be so amazing.

El Sin Nombre was the patron who kept you locked in here, though it was hardly lacking for room. The estate was heavily guarded by her most loyal cartel members with the sole task of protecting you.

Valeria was your captor turned lover—and if the engagement ring on your finger was any indication, your future spouse.

And Valeria had a strict directive—if anyone so much as drew a drop of your blood, she would have their head.

You moved toward the balcony and slid open the door to step out, feeling the warmth of the Mexican sun on your skin.

As you stepped outside you looked toward the mile long gated drive, you saw the army of vehicles being granted access.

Valeria was home.