I never told my boyfriend’s arrogant parents that I was the one who owned the bank holding all their debt. To them, I was just “some barista with no future.” At their luxury yacht party, his mother sneered and shoved a drink into my hands, spilling it down my dress. “Staff should stay below deck,” she said coldly. His father laughed. “Careful—don’t ruin the furniture.”

you’re standing here alone. You’ve won, yes. But you’re still carrying the weight of all of it—all of it. And you may have beaten them, but you’re not going to be able to leave this behind. Not unless you’re ready to burn it all down.”

Carter took a step back, feeling a strange twinge in her chest. He was right, in a way. There was no walking away from continue reading …