Betrayed on her wedding day, Khloe is framed, imprisoned, and broken by those she trusted most. Even after her release, her sister’s cruelty continues until a ruthless mobster, Henrik, steps in. Beneath his coldness lies fierce protection. As he helps her seek revenge, Khloe must decide: can love rise from so much pain?
On the day Khloe Evans was put on trial by her fiance, it was raining heavily. They had spent four years together, from falling in love to getting engaged. Khloe had always believed that he loved her deeply, and she envisioned their married life being blissful. But on their wedding day, he personally put her…
“Perfect! He’s down. Now, finish him off!” The leader, bald and snarling, held up his gun and pointed it towards the fallen man. Then, his gaze fell on Khloe. She was dressed to the nines, as she was meant to be a gift for a man tonight. A tight red dress hugged her perfect figure,…
Khloe’s ex-fiance, Eric, was a member of the Watson family, which had ascended from obscurity to supremacy solely thanks to Henrik. By blood, Eric was Henrik’s nephew. So, if her marriage to Eric had gone through, Henrik would have been her husband’s uncle. Khloe’s stepsister, Sloane, had maneuvered her into offering herself to Karl Russell.…
When they finally pulled away, their lips were swollen and stained with blood, a testament to the intensity of the moment. Henrik let go of Khloe, his hand brushing against the corner of his mouth where her teeth had left their mark. His gaze was intense, locking onto her with a depth that seemed to…
“So you’re Miss Evans. I was wrong, Mr. Watson. Had I known Miss Evans was with you, I wouldn’t have dared to even think about her!” Minutes earlier, he had been full of resentment, but upon hearing Henrik’s name, all his defiance vanished. He no longer dared to show any disrespect. Everyone knew the stories.…
Khloe froze, momentarily convinced she’d misheard. Was Henrik serious, or was this some kind of joke? But the unwavering intensity in his gaze quickly dispelled any notion of humor. What could his motive possibly be? Aside from her appearance, what could she offer a man like Henrik? But he could have any woman he desired,…
Henrik cast her a sidelong glance, a faint trace of amusement lighting up his expression. “She might be the future Mrs. Watson.” Henrik’s words sparked a flicker of joy in Fiona’s heart. She’d watched him grow from a boy into the man he was now, and no woman had so much as touched his heart,…
Khloe sighed. “This so-called gift is a billion-dollar company. You can’t be serious!” But Henrik only shrugged, his expression nonchalant. He acted as though he was merely offering her a trinket, not a fortune that other people would die for. “If I say it is, then it is. Besides, I don’t like things too formal…
A hush fell over the crowd, broken only by excited murmurs. “Oh, my God! Who is that woman? She’s gorgeous!” “My goodness. What an entrance!” Amidst the excited chatter, Khloe suddenly leapt from the helicopter cabin, triggering her automatic parachute. Sunlight bathed her as the parachute unfurled in a breathtaking display, like wings guiding her…
When Eric began questioning her, Sloane’s face darkened instantly. Her eyes darted nervously, and a light sheen of sweat formed on her forehead, betraying her growing anxiety. She couldn’t afford to lose her composure now. There was no way she’d let Khloe get the better of her. Sloane bit her lip, her gaze darting frantically.…