She was trained to seduce monsters. Not fall in love with one.
Shante Jarret wasn't born to be soft. The world taught her that softness got you killed. The night her parents' blood soaked into the floorboards, she learned everything she needed to survive. Don't scream. Don't beg. Don't break.
And above all: become what they fear.
Now she moves like poison silk...an enforcer for a society built on pleasure and destruction. Her body is a lure, her smile a knife. The girls beneath her worship her. The men who dare cross her don't live long enough to regret it. In the Snake's Den, she is queen, priestess, executioner.
Her job? Make the powerful fall. Seduce, manipulate, ruin.
Her rule? Never feel.
But then came him. Madden Banks.
The man wasn't supposed to exist. Billionaire. Reclusive. Brutal. His voice is a graveyard, his stare...execution. He doesn't flinch, doesn't smile, doesn't want. Women orbit him, hoping for a crumb of warmth. They get nothing.
Except her.
The moment she stepped into his world, something shifted. He didn't look at her like a toy. He didn't want her like a man. He saw her like a threat. And it thrilled her.
"What are you hiding behind that steel facade, Madden Banks?"
"And what the fuck is wrong with me for wanting to find out?"
The mission was clear. Infiltrate. Destroy. Walk away.
Thirty-one days to end him.
But time bends when obsession sets in. One touch and it's fire. One lie and it's war.
He doesn't trust. She doesn't yield.
"She walks like sin."
"He breathes like punishment."
Now, the game isn't about who wins.
It's about who survives.
Because love was never the goal.
Pain was. Power was.
And now, the lines between them are soaked in lust, blood, and betrayal.
He could end her. She might let him.
But only if he begs first.
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