"Don't even think about it," Noah warned, following her gaze. "The game is over, Selena. You lost."
The library door opened again, and Vivian walked in, followed by Jade. Both women looked at Selena with cold eyes.
"Is there a problem?" Vivian asked smoothly.
"Our bride-to-be overheard our little chat," Noah explained.
Vivian's face hardened. "How unfortunate. Well, we'll have to move up our timeline."
Jade pulled something from her pocket – a small bottle with clear liquid.
"No!" Selena cried, raising the paperweight. "Stay back or I'll—"
"You'll what?" Vivian stepped forward. "Hit us? Scream? No one will hear you over the music. No one will help you."
Selena looked from Vivian to Jade to Noah – three people she had trusted, three people who wanted her dead. She was trapped, alone, surrounded by enemies in her own home.
"The champagne is easier," Noah said, almost gently. "Come back to the party. One last toast. One last smile. And then peace."
Selena's mind raced. There had to be a way out, a way to escape. But as Noah reached for her, as Jade uncapped the bottle, as Vivian smiled her cruel smile, Selena realized with horror that her perfect night had turned into her worst nightmare – and it might be her last.
Betrayed, poisoned, and left for dead, Selena returns with a new identity and a plan for revenge—until a marriage of convenience with a ruthless billionaire complicates everything.