My Sweet Revenge: An Heiress's Reckoning

ielle Fuller, a

ed murder, staged to look like a suicide by the two people I trusted

ago, charming her way into my life, setting the stage f

fic Heights condo, the vivid memory of their hands on me,

ck. Back to the very day they started picki

showering them with gifts, had been a fool. But this time, when my phon

ought I was a puppet. They had no