Chase Sterling always felt like furniture. The kind you don't notice, the kind that's easy to shove in a corner and forget. He was used to it: people looked right through him, brushed him off like lint. But it only takes one phone call to erase a lifetime of being overlooked. When his estranged family meets a tragic end, Chase suddenly finds himself in charge of the sprawling Sterling fortune. Turns out, riches aren't the only thing the family left him. There's a curse running through his blood, warping love into something hungry and dangerous, impossible to escape.

Vivian Ashford never set out to blow Chase's life to smithereens. Just one decision (a sharp, ruthless move at graduation) was all it took to set their worlds spinning out of control. While Vivian soaks up the Hollywood limelight and collects red-carpet headlines, Chase slips into his new role as Manhattan's most intimidating heir. But no matter how far they run, something keeps yanking them back together, like a stitch in an old wound that refuses to heal.

Chase's rampage begins exactly one week after his office destruction, exactly when his silence has become unbearable weight proving engagement matters more than I admitted, exactly when accepting that automatic yes created permanent boundary starts feeling like permanent loss instead of temporary complication.


The rampage isn't physical violence this time. It's corporate warfare. It's systematic destruction of everyone and everything in his path using Sterling Industries resources as weapons. It's proving that devastation he's not expressing emotionally gets channeled into professional vengeance that destroys innocent people as collateral damage.


The first casualty is small production company planning romantic comedy starring Jackson and me. Project we signed for before engagement. Project that would have showcased our relationship on-screen while everyone speculates about off-screen romance.


Chapter 167 - Chase's Rampage