A spark is harmless, until it starts an inferno. Her mother is a homewrecker; I have no doubt that she is, too. She bats her eyelashes and pretends she’s innocent, but I know the truth. The blood in her veins is made of mud, and I will purify it. Kaye Pennington is the daughter of the woman that ruined my life, now I will ruin hers. It’s not fair; nothing in life ever is. When her innocence has been plucked like a flower… When she’s been made to pay for her sins… When she stands before me a broken reed… Her mother’s debt will be repaid. Until then… she’s mine. And I do whatever I want with my property.