Lucien Valentine must die.
It’s the thought that’s kept me going for four long years. I’ve imagined it, dreamed about it, relished in it. I want it so bad, but the question is, do I have what it takes to make it happen?
Taking a life isn’t for the faint-hearted. Just ask Lucien, he knows.
He’s taken me back to where it all started, and I know exactly how it’s going to go. He’s going to hurt me, and then he’ll marry me off to his millionaire business partner, Marcus Mahony, who has even lower morals than he does.
I can’t let that happen.
I have to get out of here—even if it means finding out exactly what I’m made of—even if it means leaving a piece of myself behind.
I thought the past six months were insane. It turns out that I hadn’t even touched the surface. One thing is for sure, I will never be the same again.
Welcome. To. Hell.
