His name is Michael Kyle Hansberry, a young, suave, hot billionaire felon. He's my Kryponite; I was head over heels for him before he was facing a life sentence in prison for killing a man and possibly others. However, just two years ago, I was his first obsession if you get my drift.
Now, I'm representing him in his criminal case. Yes, I'm his lawyer.
I was so gullible. I was so naive. Wow, this feels like something out from a 90s romantic suspense movie. Remember Disclosure with Demi Moore and Michael Douglass. Yeah, things just spun out of control.
Didn't matter what time of day and where. Things kept happening. Kyle is so dangerous to my soul. I'm an innocent Christian girl.
Now, I must play a good heroine to get my serial killer obsession off his life sentence. The evidence is stacked against him. That's not the only thing.
During our court-appointed meetings, Kyle reminds me of our steamy exchanges but I have to stay focused for his sake.
I can't let him drown me in sin. At least, until he's out of prison if that's even humanely possible.
Over the last few weeks, I may have lost my mind. I’m actually considering something that I would never do. The bad part: it involves breaking the law. I know Kyle's guilty as sin but the dark side of me tells me that I can't survive without him.
