The Siren
He was never supposed to fall for her.
Antonio Heraldez had it all, charm, confidence, and a long trail of broken hearts behind him. He never apologized, never looked back. Until he met her.
Kayla wasn't like the others. She didn’t chase. She didn’t play nice. She walked into his world with grease-stained hands and a gaze that could strip him bare and she wasn’t there to fall in love.
She was there to remind him what love costs.
But somewhere between the lies, the laughter, and the long nights under fluorescent lights, something real begins to bloom. Something fragile. Something dangerous.
Because the line between revenge and redemption is razor-thin...
And some hearts aren't broken, they’re chosen.
He was never supposed to fall for her.
Antonio Heraldez had it all, charm, confidence, and a long trail of broken hearts behind him. He never apologized, never looked back. Until he met her.
Kayla wasn't like the others. She didn’t chase. She didn’t play nice. She walked into his world with grease-stained hands and a gaze that could strip him bare and she wasn’t there to fall in love.
She was there to remind him what love costs.
But somewhere between the lies, the laughter, and the long nights under fluorescent lights, something real begins to bloom. Something fragile. Something dangerous.
Because the line between revenge and redemption is razor-thin...
And some hearts aren't broken, they’re chosen.
He was never supposed to fall for her.
Antonio Heraldez had it all, charm, confidence, and a long trail of broken hearts behind him. He never apologized, never looked back. Until he met her.
Kayla wasn't like the others. She didn’t chase. She didn’t play nice. She walked into his world with grease-stained hands and a gaze that could strip him bare and she wasn’t there to fall in love.
She was there to remind him what love costs.
But somewhere between the lies, the laughter, and the long nights under fluorescent lights, something real begins to bloom. Something fragile. Something dangerous.
Because the line between revenge and redemption is razor-thin...
And some hearts aren't broken, they’re chosen.
