Ten years. Ten anniversaries. Ten women Grant Shaw made me welcome into our home. At our tenth-anniversary dinner, he even let the guests bet on how long before I'd come crawling back. He never knew I had saved ten deactivated penthouse key cards, and that the tenth meant I was finally leaving. After he ignored my mother's emergency and cut off my father's care, I chose his worst rival, Miles Ashford, and reclaimed my own name. By the time Grant understood what he had destroyed, his casinos, his mistress, and his empire were already falling apart.
