At the office, Samantha is mouthy AF and hellbent on testing my patience. So you can imagine my surprise when my new personal assistant walks into my club with a very specific fantasy.
There is only one punishment for spies and liars, A slow and painful death. And my sweet, angelic wife, Who bewitched everyone in my home, From my men - even to my dogs, Is the worst traitor of all.
Nobody touches what's mine without fatal consequences, But when the most beautiful woman is brought to face my fury, My dead heart suddenly begins to beat again.
Poverty is an understatement when it comes to describing my circumstances. My mother is a lost cause I can't get rid of, and I work my fingers to the bone just trying to keep my head above water.
I can't go back to my family. I'm not worthy of them, Could never be one of them again. The sister they know, love, and remember, Doesn't exist. Not anymore.
