She didn't come to Harrington to make friends with the building. She came to win.Cindy Bennett grew up watching her mother apologize for asking her to wait for dinner. Two jobs, one paycheck, a hole in the budget shaped exactly like her father's absence. So when the scholarship letter came, she didn't cry. She packed.William Cole never had to want for anything in his life, and it shows — in the Range Rover he never parks twice, in the building on the quad with his last name bolted to the side, in the front-row seat he takes in every seminar like the outcome's already decided. It usually is.They hate each other on sight. Correctly, as far as either of them is concerned.Then Professor Whitman pairs them for a semester-long case study worth forty percent of their grade, and neither Cindy's begging nor William's charm gets them reassigned. They're stuck. Ground rules get drawn up like border treaties. Respect sneaks in anyway, through the cracks nobody's guarding.It starts small. A coffee set down without a word. A sentence that isn't quite an apology. A hand that almost — almost — touches her face in a fluorescent-lit café at midnight, then doesn't.Then it stops being small.By the time they're falling into whatever this is, Cindy has no idea her family's ruin has William Cole Sr.'s signature at the bottom of it. She doesn't know the man who destroyed her father's business raised the man she's starting to fall for. William doesn't know either — not yet, not until she finds the folder in a house she thought held no more secrets, and everything she's built with him collapses under the weight of everything he didn't know he was hiding.She doesn't scream. She doesn't cry in front of him. She folds towels into perfect squares until her hands stop shaking, and then she goes quiet in a way that's worse than shouting.What follows isn't a rescue. Cindy builds her own case, alone, at 2 a.m., while pretending she's fine. William does something behind her back too — something that might be love or might just be guilt wearing love's clothes, and even he's not entirely sure which.Addicted to My Enemy is a story about class, inheritance, and the particular cruelty of finding out the person who ruined your life raised the person who might save it. It's about the difference between being rescued and being seen — and about what happens when two people who were taught to survive alone have to figure out how to let someone else carry it too.Some debts get paid. Some just get renegotiated.His phone buzzes in his coat pocket at the gala. His father's name on the screen.He doesn't check it yet.