King of Wrath: from the bestselling author of the Twisted series (Kings of Sin)

“Yes, but I’ve seen the way he looks at you.” She ran the last dirty dish under the water. “It’s not about business.”

She was wrong, but that didn’t stop my pulse from spiking with anticipation. “How does he look at me?”

Janis smiled. “Like he never wants to look away.”

She was my North Star, the brightest jewel in my sky.

“I never claimed to be virtuous, sweetheart. Sinning is more fun.”

A sky without stars, a home without heart.

A part of me would always find my way to her. She was my North Star, the brightest jewel in my sky.

We were family. We were supposed to tell each the truth, no matter how hard it may be to hear.

That was always his excuse. I am your father. As if that absolved him from any wrongdoing and gave him the right to manipulate me like a chess piece in a game I never consented to.

Sometimes, we needed words to communicate.

Other times, we didn’t need words at all.

Money bought a lot of things, but it couldn’t buy off inherent biases.

“We were better as a family before we were rich.”