Evelyn Marsh did not believe in monsters. She believed in balance sheets, in quarterly forecasts, in the safe and orderly mathematics of a life built on distance. She was the kind of woman who kept her heart behind glass and her ambitions sharply polished. Then Carter Voss walked into her world, and every rule she had ever made for herself caught fire and burned to the ground. Carter Voss is not a good man. He has never claimed to be. He owns half the city's underground, commands loyalty through fear, and buries his sins so deep they have become part of his foundation. He does not fall for women. He acquires them. Uses them. Discards them before they can cost him anything important. But Evelyn is different, and Carter knows it the moment he sees her. She is not afraid of him, and that alone is enough to make her the most dangerous person in any room he has ever entered. He tells himself she is a strategy. A means to an end. A beautiful distraction to keep his enemies off balance. He is lying to himself, and somewhere underneath all that expensive silence, he knows it. When Evelyn uncovers the truth about Carter's empire, and discovers that her own past is woven into the dark fabric of everything he has built, the line between love and ruin disappears entirely. Because in Carter Voss's world, the only thing more dangerous than being his enemy is being the woman he cannot stop wanting. And Evelyn Marsh is about to find out exactly what it costs to be loved by a man like him.

Sophie Reyes came to Ashford University with one goal: survive on her scholarship, keep her head down, and never let anyone get close enough to see the cracks she has spent years hiding. Falling for anyone was never part of the plan, especially not Nathaniel Calloway, the heir to one of the wealthiest hospitality empires in the country. Their first meeting is a disaster. Their second is impossible to explain away. By the third, Sophie can no longer pretend that something isn’t pulling them together, again and again, in ways that feel far too deliberate to be chance. Then the messages start. Stay away from Nathaniel Calloway. At first she assumes it is a joke, until a photograph arrives, one taken of her and Nate from a hidden distance, proof that someone has been watching them long before she noticed. As Nate grows more guarded and more determined to protect her from a past he refuses to name, Sophie begins to suspect that the secrets buried inside the Calloway family reach further back than either of them realizes, all the way into her own family’s forgotten history. With jealousy, rivalry, hidden enemies, and a decade old betrayal threatening to unravel everything, Sophie and Nate must decide whether the truth is worth the price it will cost them, and whether love built on chance can survive when chance turns out to be a lie.

Five years ago, Amelia Cross destroyed Ethan Reyes in front of everyone who mattered. She kissed another man at their engagement party, laughed in his face, and told him he had never been enough. She wanted the room to remember her as heartless. She needed Ethan to hate her enough to survive without her. What no one knew, not his family, not her own sister, was that three weeks earlier Amelia had been diagnosed with an aggressive, uncertain cancer. The doctors could not promise her five years. They could not promise her five months. So she chose to become the villain in Ethan's story rather than a burden he would waste his youth mourning. It worked. Ethan buried her name, buried her memory, and built a cold, glittering empire out of the wreckage of his heart. He told himself he hated her. He told his friends he hated her. He almost believed it. But every woman he touched had the wrong laugh. Every city he built a life in had the wrong skyline. Every quiet hour before sleep dragged her face back into his mind like a tide that refused to go out. Now fate, and something far more calculated, throws them into the same glass tower, on opposite sides of a hostile business war that could ruin them both. The moment Ethan sees Amelia again, thinner, sharper, guarded like a woman who has survived a war he knows nothing about, every buried thing in him claws back to the surface. He tells her the truth he has hidden from the world. She tells him to hate her, one final time. But when he refuses to let go, Amelia finally breaks, and the truth she has carried alone for five years spills out in the middle of a hospital corridor that smells like antiseptic and old regret. I was dying, Ethan. Now he must decide whether he can forgive the woman who broke him to save him, while a hidden enemy from her past, and his, moves quietly in the dark to make sure history repeats itself, this time with a far more permanent ending.