Elsie Walker thought losing her father would be the hardest part of her life. She was wrong. Three days after his funeral, a man she’s never met walks into her father’s hotel and takes control of everything he left behind. Damian Cross is cold, powerful, and impossible to read — a billionaire investor who doesn’t save dying empires… he rewrites them. And according to him, the Walker legacy is already dead. Elsie hates him instantly. Damian doesn’t care. At least, not at first. Because the more they clash, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension burning between them — the kind that feels less like hate and more like something dangerously close to obsession. But Damian didn’t come into Elsie’s life by accident. He believes her family destroyed his own. That his father’s downfall, his family’s ruin, and everything he lost began with the Walkers. Revenge should’ve been simple. It never is. Forced to work together, Elsie and Damian begin tearing down each other’s defenses — until anger turns into awareness… and awareness turns into something neither of them knows how to name. Then the truth about their families begins to surface. And everything they believed starts to fall apart. Because some stories aren’t about heroes and villains. They’re about misunderstanding, grief, and the kind of love that ruins everything before it saves you. And just when they think they’ve survived the worst of it… Elsie discovers she’s pregnant after a night of intimacy with him. Now she has a choice: Tell the man who broke her heart… or protect herself from him all over again. Damian Cross is not a safe man to love. But walking away from him might be worse