"Selling my soul would be a lot easier if I could remember who I sold it to in the first place." The laugh died in my throat as his dirty hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing until I couldn't breathe."Listen, bitch, and listen good." He snapped, his eyes cold and angry as he glared at me. "Daddy may have protected you in the past, but not now."Moxie came from a broken family. Growing up as the daugher of a drug dealer, she has always fought for survival for herself and her family. When she is given the gift of her childhood home, she believes this could be the beginning of a fresh start. Unfortunately, the deal comes with old memories, forbidden love and dangerous consequences.