Aria Hell. That has to be where we live. Bullets. Bodyguards. Scars. Blood. Blood… so much blood. Screams. Accusations. Death. We’re a PR nightmare just when we can’t afford a scandal. We’ve got a multi-billion dollar company to take over. A wedding to pull off, a bakery to flourish, a show to succeed. Not to mention our court battle and the people after us to make sure we can never reach the date that will forever ruin the Russian mob and nail the coffin shut on Mason's dad. I came to Boston to get away from one nightmare, I ended up closing it for good but starting a new one. This time the stakes are higher. More deadly. I’m afraid things are going to get so ugly we won’t have any chance at our redemption. Mason There isn't much in this world I love, but I know for certain Aria Crawford is the woman for me. Which means I'll do anything I have to in order to keep her safe. Even if that means I have to break both our hearts. She needs to go into witness protection for her own good and selfishly my own. I can't run this company out from underneath the ground where my father buried it if I can't concentrate long enough to start digging. With danger at our every turn, I can't stop my worry that every time I kiss her goodbye it'll be the last and my company is suffering because of it. When things go from bad to worse I'm forced to betray her in the worst way possible. I don't know if she'll ever forgive me, or if I'll ever see her again but with a broken heart or not I need to lead this company and keep my brother safe from our father's increased attacks. At least there are always good drinks to be had, with balls, galas, auctions, and PR events up you know what I'm forced into situations I don't prefer. I just hope Aria never sees. And if she does I hope she can forgive me, I hope one day I can find my redemption.

***COMPLETE*** I'm not a character in a fairytale. I'm no needy, down on her luck girl that needs a hero to come to the rescue. Ha. As if there are any real Hero tropes in existence. I live firmly in reality, the only hero in my story is me. Honestly? Reality feels a whole lot like Hell. I'm determined to find my happy ending, I'm not asking for much, just my own Bakery with a stable income. Stable enough to create a safe space for my community members. The ones that often go forgotten like I was. I'm on my way to making it happen. Moving hours away from my past. Check. Find an affordable place to live. Check. Find a job. Check. Trip over a rug into a billionaire. Check. Get wrapped up in a fake contract romance. Check. Orgasm with a kiss alone. Check. Get tangled with the mafia. Check. Realize you we're beyond naive thinking moving hundreds of miles away would be far enough from your past to keep you alive. Or that you ever had a chance of a happy ending in the first place. CHECK. No, my life is anything but a fairytale. Even with an amazing Prince Charming, that's all too real. It just makes it all worse. Knowing I'll lose him. Like everything else that's ever been good. I'll lose it all.

****COMPLETE***** He's finally gone. the man that's haunted me forever and I should feel free right? I should be happy? Then why is he still here in my nightmares and anytime I close my eyes? I may have gotten rid of my abuser but I paid for it with my own soul and now I need redemption. Every day Mason grows tenser, more stressed. I can slowly see him unraveling. Yet Edward grows more powerful and the Russian Mob more aggressive. It's only a matter of time before Dixie is lost to Mason and Jaxson forever, leaving thousands unemployed and a legacy ruined. If Mase is connected to a scandal as huge as this one he'll never be able to run for office and make the changes he desperately wants to see in the world. Changes that are close to my own heart. I can't let his dreams slip away when he's given me all of mine. That's how I find myself going undercover at night while during the day I'm forced to endure wedding preps alongside a snide Cynthia, opening Shirley's, and forced into therapy. I mean what can go wrong for klutz like me in the aftermath of a Crash so epic I'll never stop feeling the impacts. Even while lives are threatened and a new Crash is only a matter of when not if.