Bound By Sin

The first time he touches her, he thinks he’s claiming his latest fixation.

He doesn’t see the knife hidden beneath the silk.

She’s been slipped into his life like contraband—perfect smile, perfect lies—crafted by the very people who want his empire in ashes. Her job is simple: get close to the most dangerous man in the room, learn where he’s weak, and then help bring him to his knees.

So she moves into his nights. His penthouse. The passenger seat of his car. She learns the way he takes his coffee, the scars he doesn’t talk about, the exact moment his voice goes quiet before he orders someone’s ruin.

What she doesn’t fake is the way her pulse stutters when he looks at her like she’s the only honest thing he’s ever had.

While he sleeps, she’s on his phone, twisting messages, feeding his enemies, turning his trust into a loaded gun aimed at his chest. Every secret she delivers back to her family slices him open—and knots another invisible thread around her own throat.

When the mission is over, she’s supposed to disappear.

Instead, there are two heartbeats under her ribs.

Now her blood wants him dead and expects her to pull the trigger. But she’s seen the man under the legend, the warmth buried under all that cold. She’s held the part of him no one else is allowed to touch.

If she refuses to finish him, they’ll do it for her. And once he uncovers the betrayal in his bed, the only mercy he’ll offer is making sure she pays for every second he ever believed her.