Reborn in North America: My Hot Roommate Is Far Too Tempting

After transmigrating to America, Ethan opens his eyes to hospital bills, student loans, and an eviction notice shoved in his face. From the start, he's fifty thousand dollars in debt, his gas tank is bone dry, and next week he'll be sleeping on the street. It doesn't get much more hellish than this. Just as the debt threatens to suffocate him, his smoking-hot roommate Camila appears, wearing nothing but tiny shorts and a tank top. A late-night moving job and an unreserved embrace: with her burning-hot body, she pulls him back from the brink of collapse. "Listen, boy. If you want to survive, stop staring at my chest." Silicon Valley's legends begin in garages. Ethan's legend begins in a run-down shared apartment, with a Mexican hottie determined to save him in her own special way. From a night-shift temp hauling frozen meat in a cold-storage warehouse to the "Ghost Gunman" who shoots out a rival's tires in a gang shootout; from a penniless student hounded by his landlord with eviction notices to "Turing," a man who strikes fear into an entire neighborhood. The hands that once tapped out code now control the underground cash flow of the entire West Coast. And Camila, his first desire and his only salvation, is now stretched out in a Miami Beach villa, counting another huge sum he's just laundered. She chuckles softly into the phone, her voice as sweet as honey: "Ethan, you know? Getting you to look at my body back then might have been the best investment I ever made."