Stripped of her sight years ago, Livana was trapped in a velvet prison of her family's design—betrothed to a man she didn't choose, shackled to darkness while he built an empire from her mother's legacy. Yet her blindness was her greatest weapon. She heard their secrets. The poison beneath Knox's words. The schemes whispered with her cousin. Every betrayal captured by the listening devices she'd strategically hidden throughout the house. Her escape was calculated. Meticulous. Until her sister presented an option more reckless than any she'd dared imagine. The Blackwells. The dynasty her family had taught her to loathe. The sworn enemies. And their heir—Damon Blackwell—was the very man she'd been conditioned to despise. The arrogant devil who'd made her childhood miserable. The same ruthless bastard she'd carelessly tumbled into bed with one night after being drugged and abandoned. It should have been unthinkable. Dangerous. Yet the fantasy of shattering her engagement to Knox, of witnessing her father and stepmother's horror as she bound herself to their despised foe? Intoxicating. What Livana hadn't bargained for was his hunger for control. He was vicious. Volatile. Everything she should have known to expect from a mafia boss's son. But she was no helpless pawn. If he believed he could manipulate her, he was delusional. She had her own agenda. And this time, victory would be hers alone.