She spent three years folding herself small. Now she’s the only woman who can burn his empire down. Shyne Maine once dressed an entire city. Now she folds her husband’s shirts in thirds, keeps his dinner warm, and apologizes before she speaks. Marcus never raises his voice. He just reads her phone, rewrites what she said last month, and calls it care. Then she finds a second phone in his gym bag and a hotel room number. A forced gym membership puts her in the path of Chad Wenthworth, the guarded head of the city’s most powerful family. He asks before he touches her. He tells her the truth even when it costs him. And he has a secret of his own: his late father’s notebook, with her husband’s name. When Marcus turns her into a suspected criminal, Shyne answers with a runway show under her own billboard. But the victory leads somewhere darker. Her missing father’s name sits beside Marcus’s. Sixteen years ago, a dock fire killed eleven workers. Three families built their fortunes on the lie, and the only proof is hidden in a child’s book of fabric swatches. To expose it, Shyne must trust the man whose family may have destroyed hers. Some secrets stay buried. This one was sewn into the seams.