Chapter 1

I seduced the billionaire who ruined my brother's life.

The moment he abandoned his fiancée for me, my revenge was complete.

Everyone in Ashworth City had heard their story.

Dominic Ashford and Serena Blackwell, the most twisted couple in the city's elite circle.

Dominic Ashford was the sole heir to the Ashford empire, one of the most powerful billionaires in Ashworth City.

Serena Blackwell was the crown jewel of the Blackwell dynasty, Ashworth City's princess. She and Dominic had grown up together, and everyone assumed they'd end up married.

But they had a toxic game they liked to play.

Every time they fought, Serena would find some unsuspecting, decent man and get engaged to him.

She loved the thrill of it — watching those men fall for her.

And she loved watching Dominic lose his mind with jealousy. Every time he showed up to wreck the wedding, it proved he was still hers.

It was their sick version of a love language.

Ninety-nine times.

And the ninety-ninth groom was my twin brother, Ethan Mercer.

He thought he'd found true love. He'd poured everything he had into planning the wedding —

Only to have Dominic Ashford kick down the chapel door on his wedding day, break both his arms, strip him bare, and dump him in the street like garbage.

My brother couldn't survive the humiliation. His mind shattered.

On a rainy night, he dragged his broken body up the longest bridge in Ashworth City, one agonizing step at a time.

And jumped.

I was standing in the morgue, identifying his body, when my phone buzzed.

It was Serena's latest IG story.

Wedding crash #99 — success! Dominic really is crazy about me! One more to go and I can finally marry him for real!

The photo showed her in a white gown, tucked against Dominic's chest, smiling like the world was hers.

I looked down at my brother's stiff, frozen body.

And I laughed.

So this was how they played.

Other people's hearts were disposable toys.

Then this time — I'd bet my life to make them lose.

I spent three months studying Dominic Ashford.

His habits, his weaknesses, his obsession with Serena.

I knew which club he went to every Thursday. I knew what kind of woman caught his eye.

I carved a scar beside my own eye — ugly and jagged, but enough to mask the resemblance between me and Ethan.

Three months later, I walked into the most exclusive private club in Ashworth City and got hired as a hostess.

And just like I'd planned, I finally laid eyes on Dominic.