The day I caught my boyfriend Ethan cheating, he handed me a glass of whiskey as an apology.
I believed him.
When I woke up, I was lying on an unfamiliar bed. A man sat in a leather chair, an unlit cigar between his fingers.
Alexander Moretti. Ethan’s uncle. The man who runs the entire East Coast underworld.
Even Ethan was terrified of Alexander.
What Ethan didn’t know...
I was the first love Alexander could never forget.
Three years ago, when he was at his absolute lowest, I dumped him.
