Lucy and I were engaged.
I was Dmitri’s head of security. She was a financial advisor — advising him too. I liked the collision of worlds: her, all sugar and innocence; me, forged in the gutter, raised by the underworld. She was my way out. Because of her, I buried my old life and learned how to pass for a decent man. It would’ve been perfect — if I hadn’t learned that those “meetings” weren’t just about numbers. Lucy wasn’t only advising Dmitri. She was spreading her legs for him.
Seems a quiet life was never meant for me. And if I don’t get peace… neither will they. Time to collect what I’m owed.
Time for Sweet Wet Revenge.
DMITRIJ
LUCY
piece of shit
cheating whore
STORY
Who the hell knocks on my door at midnight… Roxana? What does my fiancée’s twisted sister want now. This better be damn important, because if this is just another idiotic little nothing, I swear someone is going to regret it. Midnight visits never mean anything good, and I already have a bad feeling about this one…
Harper wants a meeting? Strange. Maybe my recent moves around the city raised suspicion. No, impossible—I’m too careful. Then again, the police chief is his inside link. If she’s sniffing around, I need to find out fast, before caution turns into a fatal mistake. Someone is pulling strings, and if I wait too long, I won’t be the one asking questions.
Harper wants a meeting? Strange. Maybe my recent moves around the city raised suspicion. No, impossible—I’m too careful. Then again, the police chief is his inside link. If she’s sniffing around, I need to find out fast, before caution turns into a fatal mistake. Someone is pulling strings, and if I wait too long, I won’t be the one asking questions.
