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Obsession CHAPTERS 1-3

87 pages of content!Rowan never had an easy life. Her earliest memories were shaped by fear—by the hands that should have protected her instead causing the harm she now refuses to speak of. The system failed her too; shuffled from one foster home to another, she learned quickly that safety was a temporary illusion. At fourteen, she ran for the last time. No one came looking. She survived the only ways she could.from the time she ran away until the arrest that changed her life at twenty-one, Rowan lived in the margins—turning tricks when she had to, lifting what she could to eat, and sleeping wherever kept the cold and the predators at bay. The streets hardened her. Trouble found her often. And when she was finally arrested again, it had felt less like an end and more like inevitability. But fate intervened in away she never expected; in the form of a court-appointed attorney who actually cared. Instead of jail, she was admitted to a rehabilitation and vocational training program designed to help young women like her build a future worth fighting for. That place was Wingate House—a philanthropic project run by the Wingate Foundation, offering structure, education, and a fragile kind of hope to young women determined to start over. Participation came with conditions; many of which you would expect of a facility such as Wingate House. But the requirement to attend the facility's formal fundraising events—to be the smiling proof of the program’s success—would start a chain of events that she never saw coming. It is at one of these glittering displays that Rowan meets him. Richard Kohime.Green-eyed. Magnetic. A collector of rare art—and rarer opportunities. She stands alone by the bar, dressed up in a borrowed gown and worn sneakers, pretending the night isn’t suffocating her. He notices the incongruity. The rebellion. The fire under the polished surface. Intrigued, he crosses the room. She sees him coming and judges him instantly—arrogant, condescending, everything she has learned to expect from people who thought they were better than her. But as soon as he speaks— Sparks. Friction. A collision neither of them intended. Rowan is pulled—unwillingly, uncontrollably—into the dangerous gravity of a man who sees far too much of her…and refuses to look away.