THE MAN I CAME TO DESTROYUpdated at Jan 2, 2026, 22:25
I became someone else to destroy him. Now I can't tell where the lie ends and I begin.Elias Moretti killed my sister. The billionaire heir with ice in his veins and blood on his hands walked away clean while Chloe ended up dead.So I spent two years making myself into the perfect trap—soft, vulnerable, irresistible. I infiltrated his world, engineered our meeting, made him need me.The plan? Make him fall in love. Then rip him apart.But Elias doesn't fall easily. He's cold, ruthless, emotionally closed off. Every wall I break through reveals another. Every touch feels like warfare. Every kiss tastes like gasoline and matches.I should hate him. I do hate him.So why does his hand on my throat feel like salvation? Why does breaking him feel like breaking myself?And why, when someone threatens to expose my lies, is my first instinct to protect him instead of destroy him?Revenge was supposed to be simple. Falling in love with your enemy? That's the real destruction.