Clara sacrificed her culinary career—and the use of her right hand—pulling her fiancé Julian from a kitchen fire. For three years, she ghost-created the recipes that won him a Michelin star. But when she catches him giving the Executive Chef title of their dream restaurant to his tearful mistress, Clara realizes her sacrifice bought nothing but lies. Armed with the truth and backed by Damian Cross, a ruthless hospitality mogul who has always known her worth, Clara is ready to burn Julian’s empire to the ground.

When my fiancé Julian abandoned me in the ER to comfort his new PR director, I didn’t cry. I just left my engagement ring on his desk. For ten years, we built a tech empire together, but the moment Sloane arrived, I became invisible. Now, harboring a terminal heart diagnosis, I have six months left to live. Julian thinks I’m throwing a jealous tantrum. He doesn’t know my countdown has started—and by the time he realizes what he’s thrown away, I’ll be gone forever.

In his past life, Evan was meek, starved for affection, and trapped in a toxic web of humiliation that ultimately ended in a fatal accident on the day of his abuser's wedding. Reborn back to the night his nightmare reached its peak, Evan resolves to take back control and escape. But as he scales the walls to freedom, he literally drops into the arms of Christian—a scheming, possessively protective heir with hidden motives. When Christian offers a fake marriage for mutual gain, Evan agrees, unaware that Christian's idea of a "fake" marriage is a very real, deeply passionate commitment.

I was reviewing drone footage for our firm’s biggest gala when I saw them. My fiancé, Julian, and the junior publicist I’d handpicked, Chloe. Tangled together in the VIP tent. I didn't scream. I didn't cry. Instead, I smiled, closed my laptop, and went to work. Julian thinks he’s stealing my company and my life. He doesn't know I've already begun a methodical, legal annihilation of his entire world. By the time he realizes he's playing my game, he won't have a single piece left.