The CEO's Revenge For Her Daughter

"I watched my daughter die while he fucked his mistress. Now I'll burn everything he loves to the ground." When I married Dorian Ravencroft, I thought I'd hit the jackpot. Instead, he accused me of getting knocked up to trap him, then abandoned us both. I raised our sick little girl alone while he paraded his college flame Belladonna through every high-society bedroom in the city. When Isolde's bone cancer gave her weeks to live, I made my devil's bargain—thirty days with our dying daughter for divorce and my controlling stake in Ravencroft Group. The bastard agreed, then cut off every cent I had. While I begged hospitals to treat my baby, he dropped six figures on a private fireworks show for his mistress—$600,000 that could have saved our daughter's life. That night, my daughter died alone in agony. Rock bottom? When my uncle sold me to his loan sharks to cover his gambling debts. As they tore at my clothes, Leander Kingsley—the man I almost gave myself to in college before Dorian came along—kicked down the door. Now we're destroying Dorian piece by bloody piece, falling into bed between revenge plots. But I've discovered Leander's family owns half the Eastern Seaboard—and has wanted Ravencroft blood for decades. In this world of power, sex, and betrayal, am I finding love or just another man using my body for his endgame?