Actions speak louder than words, and some are desperate.

Sammy Ramirez
I remembered little about my early life and the man who said he was my father. But that piece of trash was nothing to me.
Not sperm donor. Not stepfather. Not human.
I have a good father now.
Andres Ramirez.
The man who married my mother and raised me to be who I am.
Their love story is epic, and it gets stronger day by day. I want that for myself, and I know my parents are eager for me to marry and give them grandkids.
They think I haven't found the one. But I know exactly who I want to claim as my own.
And that's my problem.
She's the daughter of Angel Fury and the love of my life.
Sometimes, a man's gotta do what he's gotta do. And I must have her. Even if it means war.

Aella Fury
Sammy's been a part of my life for as long as I can remember.
Our families are close, and even though all the girls call each other cousin, we're not related.
Thank God, otherwise I'd be a total freak for what I'm about to tell you.
See, I think I'm in love with him. He's just so kind and quiet.
And so handsome with his hazel eyes and tattooed skin.
But he never talks to me, so I'm determined to forget my adolescent crush and try to move on.
The families have always vacationed together, so it's no big deal when we all take a trip without our parents.
Only this time, when I come back home it's with a ring on my finger and a new last name.
Desperation breeds foolish actions, but can it also reveal the truth?