"Play the role of my wife for one year," he said, his voice calm and unyielding. "In return, I'll help you destroy them both."
I laughed, thinking it was a joke, until I met his eyes. There was no humor there, only understanding.
"You want revenge," he said softly. "On Damian Blackwood and Vincent Moreau."
Eleanor Sinclair was once a delicate, passionate woman who loved deeply and believed in forever. But love turned to poison in the hands of Damian Blackwood, her ruthless, powerful husband. Under his cold indifference and cruel accusations, she lost everything—her dignity, her dreams, and the child she carried.
Left to die, Eleanor vanished from the world. Yet from the ashes of her pain, she was reborn—not as the woman who begged for love, but as the woman men would fear to cross. Hardened by vengeance and loss, she becomes the very shadow that haunts the underworld.
Now, years later, she returns—stronger, deadlier, and determined to destroy the man who destroyed her.
But Damian Blackwood has changed too. Ruthless, calculating, and haunted by his own regrets, he never imagined the woman he cast aside would become the storm that consumes him. The moment he sees her again, he realizes his greatest mistake: she was never weak. He was.
Now, he's willing to defy the world to win her back.
But Eleanor has no heart left to give—not when vengeance burns hotter than love.
He feels remorse.
She seeks revenge.
And this time, only one will survive the fire.
