Billionaire’s Hidden Quean

When did loving someone ahead of you has become a wrong choice? I mean, those who's way out of your league; are they really worth fighting for? Or we're just in love with the thought that someone are being able to fill the emptiness we secretly hold.

Hopeless people have met in the middle of a fight between themselves. They may be fallen for each other, but is it enough to continue the story they once started? Or the tingling sensation they felt is enough to stop the countless pages they have shared?

"If loving Mister Leviathan was a crime, I'll probably be held guilty of a crap's not mine. It's a serious depravity-stupidity of a foolish lawless woman like me. However, I don't take rules: unless, you're Mister Lazarus."