He thinks I’m his obsession.
I’m actually his execution.
I was planted in his life like a beautiful lie. Designed to tempt him. Built to ruin him.
He lets me in anyway.
Into his bed. His world. His guarded, dangerous heart.
And God… I don’t fake the way I feel.
That’s the problem.
Because every secret I steal— Every message I twist— Every betrayal cuts him deeper… and binds me tighter.
I was supposed to walk away when the job was done.
Instead… I’m carrying his child.
Now my family wants him dead. And they want me to finish what I started.
But I’ve seen the man behind the monster. Touched the part of him no one else has.
And I can’t be the one who destroys him.
But if I don’t— They will.
And when he finds out what I’ve done—
He won’t save me. He’ll make sure I regret ever touching him.
