At our wedding, Daniel looked at me like I was his most precious treasure.
But all I could think about was stealing his business secrets for Ryan.
Seven years ago, Ryan pulled me from the burning casino—though he couldn't save my father. At least, that's what I always believed.
Until I found Daniel's safe, unlocked with my birthday. Inside were my father's "lost" cufflinks. On Daniel's arm—a burn scar, exactly seven years old. And inside the ruby ring he gave me, an engraving: For Redemption.
Now I'm starting to wonder… Was that fire really an accident?

The Casino King's Stolen Bride

The morning after felt surreal. Daniel was already gone when I woke, probably coordinating with his team.

The ruby ring caught sunlight streaming through our bedroom window—today everything would change.

By noon, Daniel's basement had become a surveillance operation center. Agent Simmons, a shar...

Chapter 7