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

Edmund raised his hands slowly. "Ryan, put the gun down. We can still—"
"Still what?" Ryan's laughter was unhinged. "You never believed in me! It was always Michael this, Michael that! Even dead, he's still your favorite!"
The pieces clicked into place with sickening clarity. "You hated him," I wh...

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