I thought revenge would taste sweet… but it's not revenge I keep wrapping my lips around.

Bartending is far from my career goal, but I'm not at La Luna Noir to pad my 401k. Heck, I'm not even here to pay my bills. I took this job for one reason and one reason only: answers. If only it were that easy. This place might be filled with secrets, but all I've been discovering is new cocktail recipes… until today.

The office is left open and now's my chance. All I have to do is go in, find what I need, and get out. Easy peasy. Right?

Wrong.

Now I'm a prisoner in the mob boss's basement, struggling for my life, and hating how hot I think he is. Oh yeah, and he bit me for no reason… who does that? And why did I like it?