I slept with a stranger to forget my cheating ex.One night. No names. No strings.I was wrong.His name is Jordan Vasquez. Heir. Untouchable. And already engaged to someone else.I told myself to walk away.I lied.He kept showing up. Pulling me into his world — where love is a liability, the wrong name in the wrong room can end you, and his fiancée smiles like she’s already won.Maybe she has.But here’s what nobody tells you about being the girl from one reckless night:Sometimes that’s exactly what makes you dangerous.The worst part?I stopped wanting to be saved.

She caught her fiancé balls-deep inside another woman… on the same night she saved his brother’s life in the operating room. Dr. Elara Hart is the best heart surgeon in the city — cool, brilliant, and loyal to a fault. But loyalty gets her nothing when Gelano Voss betrays her in the filthiest way possible. Then Fletcher Draven steps out of the shadows. Cold. Ruthless. Filthy rich. The CEO who owns half the city’s luxury properties and controls the rest from the darkness. He’s been watching Elara for months. Now he’s done watching. One rain-soaked night on the hospital rooftop, his fingers brush her throat. One possessive grip on her waist in the middle of a family war makes her knees weak. One forbidden night where his mouth finally claims hers and the line between protection and raw, desperate need completely disappears. Gelano comes crawling back on his knees, tears in his eyes, promising he’ll change. Too late. Elara is already addicted to the man who would burn the entire empire just to bury himself inside her every night. Betrayal. Possession. Sinful heat. Who will ruin her first — the man who broke her heart… or the man who’s about to own it? Steamy. Possessive. Addictive. He doesn’t just want to heal her shadows. He wants to fuck them away.