Y/N swore she’d never race again. Three years later, one phone call puts her back behind the wheel—and directly beside Soren Black, the city’s most infamous street racer. He’s cocky. She’s pissed off. Neither of them knows how to stay away from the other. Then someone starts watching Y/N. Anonymous messages. Photos she never knew were taken. Secrets from a night she’s tried desperately to forget. As the races get faster and Soren’s obsession gets darker, {y/n} realizes someone wants her to remember what happened three years ago. And Soren? He already remembers.

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