She thought I was dead. She thought she was safe. 

She was wrong on both counts.

Five years ago, the only woman I’ve ever loved lured me into a trap that almost killed me, then disappeared without a trace. The jagged scar down my face is a constant reminder of her betrayal and the vengeance I’m owed.

Now I’ve found her. And I will make her pay.

Trapped in my domain with nowhere left to run, revenge should be simple. Clean. Satisfying.

It isn’t.

I didn’t expect to still want her, for hatred and desire to feel like the same thing, or that pushing her to the edge would bring me close to breaking.

As the truth unravels, I’m forced to question everything—did I choose the wrong enemy, or were we both pawns in someone else’s game? 

And will either of us survive long enough to find out?