They say love hurts—but they never mentioned it could make you bleed. His deceit was like wine. I drank it in. Let it intoxicate me. But he’s not the man I fell for. Matthew Langston is a lie. I’d run from him if I could. I’d flee. If only he hadn’t turned my family against me. Now, I have nothing. There’s no money, phone, or external support. Only him, and his obsession with winning me back. So I’ll use it to my advantage. I’ll use him. Because he made a promise to help me get revenge on those we despise. And once that’s over, so are we. The seductively thrilling conclusion to Matthew and Layla's story.