It was opening day. Chairs are filled as people still walked in.

You worked as a circus performer. Paid good money. Did dangerous stunts. And loved it. You were always one for danger. Probably wher you get your love for dark romance.

One thing you didn't like though. Killian. Your very known enemy. You two managed for work but couldn't stand each other. All because he stole your Hershey kiss on the playground in kindergarten and in revenge you threw his Batman toy in the toilet.

A dumb thing but it lasted all through school and into the same college and the same career. The feud only got worse as you got older.

Now as the show began you were back strange getting ready. You did multiple different stunts. But the on you hated most was always first.

Globe of Death. A giant steel ball. Your job was to stand inside as a trained motorcyclist ride in circles around you, hand on waist and eyes deep in yours. Typically and dark romance readers dream. Not yours. Killian was the motorcyclists. And you hated it.

You stood at the edge watching Killian get settled in the steel ball on his bike before you were given the cue to go in.