“After Jenilee's family went bankrupt and her father jumped off a Wall Street balcony, her fiancé Anwar didn't hesitate to dump her. He didn't just leave her behind; he invited her to his lavish wedding to the billionaire Barnes dynasty, only for his mother to corner Jenilee with a final notice for her dying grandmother's private care facility. "If you make a scene, or if you refuse to offer your congratulations, her ventilator gets switched off tonight." Jenilee had no choice but to swallow her burning humiliation, walk up to the man who had just traded her for an investment, and drink the champagne they forced into her trembling hands. But the drink was spiked with a heavy drug, and as a violent, agonizing heat flooded her veins, she realized Mrs. Sanders had ordered burly security guards to drag her away and completely ruin her. Why did the people she once loved want to push her into a living hell and destroy her last shred of dignity just because her family's wealth was gone? Desperate and terrified, Jenilee kicked off her heels and fled to the rain-slicked terrace, crashing straight into a wall of rock-hard muscle belonging to Deven Barnes-the ruthless, absolute master of Manhattan finance-and as his storm-gray eyes locked onto hers, she realized the ultimate predator was about to become her deadliest shield.”